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WHAT  HATH  GOD  WROUGHT!" 

Who  among  the  shouting  millions 
That  great  Lindbergh's  act  acclaim, 

Equal  praise  and  homage  render 
To  the  Author  of  his  fame? 

Who  among  them  credit  Master 

With  what  man  was  sent  to  do, 
Ere  the  Eagle  of  the  Ocean 

O'er  the  wide  Atlantic  flew? 

Morse,  the  first  to  launch  the  lightning 

On  an  errand  of  good  cheer, 
Glorified,  not  gift,  but  Giver. 

Why  not  all  that  Name  revere? 

He  it  was  flashed  inspiration — 

Sped  the  arrow  to  its  goal; 
He  the  Pilot  of  the  airplane, 

Genius  of  its  mystic  soul. 

Clothed  He,  too,  the  world-crowned  hero 

In  the  armor  that  availed, 
When  the  lure  of  things  commercial 

His  integrity  assailed. 

Not  to  swell  old  Mammon's  coffers, 
Carved  this  youth  a  deathless  name. 

Nourished  he  a  nobler  passion — 
God's  "big  business"  his  high  aim. 

"WE,"  indeed,  wrought  out  the  marvel — 

He  above  through  him  below. 
Had  there  been  no  God  in  Heaven, 

What  would  Earth  of  Lindbergh  know? 
Orson  F.  Whitney. 


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Vol.  XXX  AUGUST,    1927  No.    10 


LATTER-DAY    SAINT    IDEALS    AND 
INSTITUTIONS* 

By  Elder  Orson  F.  Whitney,  of  the  Council  of  the  Twelve 

Definition  of  Terms 

My  first  duty  to  this  congregation  is  to  define  the  terms  used 
in  the  title  of  my  address.  You  all  know  what  Latter-day  Saint 
means;  so  I  need  not  dwell  upon  that.  But  what  is  meant  by  ideal? 
And  what  is  an  institution?  To  such  as  need  be  told,  I  now  address 
myself. 

Broadly  speaking,  an  institution  is  something  that  is  already 
established,  while  an  ideal  is  a  thing  not  yet  attained,  or  a  thing 
unattainable.  Ideal  does  not  mean  unreal;  it  is  just  a  loftier  real. 
The  ideal  might  be  termed  the  parent  of  the  real. 

The  Need  of  Ideals 

Man  needs  ideals;  and,  for  aught  I  know,  God  needs  them.  There 
must  always  be  something  above  and  beyond,  something  in  the  lead, 
to  incite  and  encourage  effort;  else  progress  would  cease.  In  ideality 
is  the  principle  of  leadership. 

The  ideal  stands  upon  a  mountain  top,  beckoning  to  the  real 
to  come  up  higher.  But  as  we  climb  the  mountain,  the  ideal  recedes 
and  takes  yet  higher  ground,  where  it  continues  to  beckon  and 
point  upward.  We  press  on  and  on,  but  Alps  on  Alps  arise,  and  the 
summit  of  one  attainment  proves  the  point  look-out  to  heights  still 
unsurmounted.  Thus  the  ideals  of  yesterday  have  become  the  institu- 
tions of  today;    and  the  ideals  of  today  will  be   the  institutions  of 


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City,  Sunday  evening,  June    12,    192  7. 

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850  IMPROVEMENT    ERA 

tomorrow.     But   "tomorrow  never  comes;"   it  is.  itself  an  ideal,   such 

a  one  as  Wordsworth  dreamt  of: 

"The  light  that  never  was  on  sea  or  land — 
The   consecration    and    the   poet's   dream." 

Dreamers  and  Builders 

Yes,  the  poet  is  a  dreamer,  an  idealist.  But  so  is  the  architect 
and  the  builder  of  railroads.  Sewing  machines,  telephones,  auto- 
mobiles, airplanes  and  .radios —  these  were  once  ideals.  They  are 
dreams  that  have  "come  true,"  slumbering  thoughts  that  have  awak- 
ened, ideals  that  have  become  institutions.  Every  great  project  is 
dreamt  of,  thought  out,  before  it  is  consummated.  If  there  were  no 
dreamers,  there  would  be  no  builders,  and  consequently  no  advance- 
ment. Lindbergh,  "the  lone  eagle,"  who  flew  across  the  Atlantic  and 
won  the  praises  of  two  hemispheres,  returning,  as  President  Coolidge 
said,  "unsullied,"  "uncommercialized,"  "unspoiled,"  had  to  dream 
before  he  could  achieve  his  marvelous  exploit. 

The  Poet's  Mission 

In  his  noble  concept  of  the  poet  and  his  mission,  Dr.  Holland 
gives  this  illuminating  glimpse: 

"The  poets  of  the  world  are  the  prophets  of  humanity.  They 
forever  reach  after  and  foresee  the  ultimate  good.  They  are  evermore 
building  the  Paradise  that  is  to  be,  painting  the  Millennium  that 
is  to  come,  restoring  the  lost  image  qf  God  in  the  human  soul.  When 
the  world  shall  reach  the  poet's  ideal  it  will  arrive  at  perfection,  and 
much  good  will  it  do  the  world  to  measure  itself  by  this  ideal,  and 
struggle  to  lift  the  real  to  its  lofty  level." 

Institutions  the  Offspring  of  Ideals 

Institutions  are  the  offspring  of  ideals.  Churches,  schools, 
libraries,  lecture  halls,  theatres,  hospitals — these  are  institutions.  So 
are  banks  and  business  houses,  those  having  character  and  stability. 
An  institution  is  also  "an  established  order,  principle,  law  or  usage." 
Marriage  is  an  institution — and  divorce  threatens  to  become  so,  owing 
to  its  alarming  and  fickle  frequency.  But  it  represents  an  abnormal 
condition,  and  will  pass  away — the  sooner,  the  better. 

The  Government  of  the  United  States  is  an  institution,  the 
embodiment  of  an  ideal.  So  likewise  is  the  Church  of  Jesus  Christ 
of  Latter-day  Saints.  It  was  an  ideal  that  brought  the  Pioneers  into 
the  Wilderness,  to  redeem  a  desert,  to  found  schools  and  establish 
newspapers,  to  erect  a  Tabernacle,  with  a  great  organ,  one  of  the 
greatest  in  the  world;  to  organize  splendid  choirs  and  orchestras;  to 
build  temples — temples  to  God,  and  temples  to  Music  and  Art;  to 
plant  civilization  amidst  savagery,  and  lay  the  foundations  of  an 
empire  where  solitude  and  desolation  once  held  undisputed  sway. 

But  there  are  greater  ideals  than  these,   and  they  stand  as  on  a 


LATTER-DAY    SAINT    IDEALS  851 

mountain  top,  inviting  us  to  ascend.  Let  us  go  up,  and  from  that 
loftier  summit,  survey  three  great  institutions  and  three  great  ideals 
peculiar  to  the  philosophy  of  the  Latter-day  Saints.  The  institutions 
are  Man,  Earth  and  Time.     The  ideals  are  God,  Heaven  and  Eternity. 

The  Symbolism  of  the  Universe 

I  have  long  held  the  view  that  the  universe  is  built  upon  symbols, 
whereby  one  thing  bespeaks  another;  the  lesser  testifying  of  the  greater, 
lifting  our  thoughts  from  man  to  God,  from  earth  to  heaven,  from 
time  to  eternity.  This,  I  believe,  was  what  the  Lord  was  teaching 
Abraham  when  he  said:  "If  two  things  exist,  and  there  be  one  above 
the  other,  there  shall  be  greater  things  above  them"  (Abr.  3:16). 
Already  the  Lord  had  said  to  Adam:  "All  things  have  their  likeness, 
and  are  made  to  bear  record  of  Me"    (Moses  6:63). 

Man,  created  in  the  image  of  God,  testifies  or  bears  record  of 
his  Creator — not  only  by  tongue  and  pen,  but  by  his  personality. 
Men  and  women,  such  as  I  see  before^  me,  are  in  the  likenessi  of  the 
Eternal  Father  and  Mother,  and  by  that  likeness  they  bear  record  of 
their  heavenly  Parentage. 

The  Everywhere  Spirit 

When  Joseph  Smith  came  into  the  world,  Christians  were  wor- 
shiping, as  God,  what  an  English  poet  of  the  eighteenth  century 
terms  a  "Soul,"   which 

Warms    in    the   sun,    refreshes   in    the    breeze, 
Glows   in  the  stars,   and  blossoms  in   the  trees, 
Lives  through  all  life,  extends  through  all  extent. 
Spreads  undivided,  operates  unspent. 

I  do  not  mean  to  say  that  all  Christians  were  of  that  mind. 
Many  believed  in  a  personal  Deity,  the  God  of  the  Bible,  of  whom 
the  Son  of  God  said:  "He  that  hath  seen  me  hath  seen  the  Father." 
But  the  God  of  the  churches  was  then,  as  now,  the  "Soul"  described 
by    the   English   poet — Alexander  Pope. 

Song  of  Unity 

Just  the  other  day  I  came  across  an  anonymous  poem,  "Song 
of  Unity,"  a  virtual  reassertion  of  Pope's  brilliant  verse.  I  give  it 
entire: 

I   Am   not   secret   nor  apart,  I   Am   the  kisses   of   the   sun. 

That  you  must  think,  'Lo,  there,'  I   Am   the  tears  of  rain, 

I  Am  th\e  All,  immerged  in  all;  I   Am   the  welcome  breath  of  spring. 

Behold   Me  everywhere!  That  bring  new  life  again. 

I  Am   the   morning  zephyr,   sweet,  I  Am   the  spirit  of  the   seed, 

That   softly   sweeps   the  lea;  The  budding  of  the  flower: 

I  Am  the  music  of  the  brook  I    Am   the   beauty   that   you   see 

That  flows  into  the  sea.  Unfolding  every  hour. 


852  IMPROVEMENT    ERA 

I  Am  the  singing  of  the  birds,  I  Am  the  light  that  never  fails, 

The  rustling  of  the  leaves:  The   Power  that  never  dies; 

I   Am   the  holy  force  of  life  I  Am  the  Still  Small  Voice  within, 

In   everything   that   breathes!  That  bids  the  soul  arise. 

I   Am   the  thrill  of  harmony  I  Am  the  fruit  of  highest  thoughts; 

You   feel  but  cannot  tell;  I  Am  the  Iron  Rod 

I  Am  the  firm,  unchanging  law  That  strengthens   and   supports   the 

That  doeth  all   things  well.  whole — 

I  Am  what  men  call  GOD! 

Now  this  is  all  very  beautiful,  and  all  very  true  if  confined  to 
a  description  of  that  universal  spirit  which  proceeds  forth  from  God, 
fills  the  immensity  of  space,  and  is  imminent  in  all  creation.  It  is 
the  light  of  the  world,  the  lamp  of  the  human  mind,  the  power  by 
which  the  grass  grows,  the  flowers  bloom,  the  birds  sing,  and  all 
Nature  rejoices. 

But  that  is  not  our  Father  in  heaven,  nor  is  it  our  Elder  Brother, 
Jesus  Christ,  nor  the  Holy  Ghost — those  three  divine  personages  who 
constitute  the  eternal  Godhead  and  preside  over  all  things.  It  is  not 
even  the  gift  of  the  Holy  Ghost,  which  is  reserved  exclusively  for  the 
members  of  the  Church  of  Christ.  The  spirit  of  which  I  am  speaking 
is  a  universal  possession,  enlightening  in  some  degree  every  man  that 
cometh  into  the  world. 

The  True  God 

Through  Joseph  Smith,  the  lost  knowledge  of  the  true  God  was 
restored  to  a  world  wandering  from  the  Truth,  worshiping,  not  God, 
but  a  spirit  sent  from  God — not  Divinity  itself,  but  an  emanation  from 
Divinity.  Joseph,  having  seen  God,  as  Moses  saw  him,  was  in  a 
position  to  affirm,  as  did  Moses,  that  man  is  in  the  image  or  likeness 
of  his  Maker.  Moreover,  he  declared  that  man  is  God  in  embryo, 
and  that  God  is  man  made  perfect.  Thomas  Carlyle,  that  great 
philosopher,  hit  upon  the  truth,  but  not  the  full  truth,  when  he  said: 
"What  is  man  but  a  symbol  of  God?"  Plato  had  virtually  affirmed 
it,  in  saying:  "All  things  are  symbolical."  But  Joseph  Smith  went 
further.     He  proclaimed  God  to  be  "An  Exalted  Man." 

The  strength  and  uniqueness  of  such  an  ideal  are  apparent, 
without  preface  or  argument.  There  is  nothing  to  equal  it  in  all  the 
religions  and  philosophies  of  the  world.  Joseph  Smith,  when  he 
uttered  that  great  truth,  was  "restoring  the  lost  image  of  God  in  the 
human  soul." 

So  much  for  Man,  and  his  corresponding  Ideal.  Now,  what  of 
Earth,  which  was  made  for  man,  not  merely  as  a  temporary  abode, 
but  as  an  eternal  inheritance,  an  everlasting  possession?  Here  is 
the  record  of  its  creation: 

Why  Earth  Was  Made 

"Now  the  Lord  had  shown  unto  me,  Abraham,  the  intelligences 
that  were  organized  before  the  world  was;  and  among  all  these  there 
were  many  of  the  noble  and  great  ones;      *      *      * 


LATTER-DAY    SAINT    IDEALS  853 

"And  he  said  unto  me:  Abraham,  thou  art  one  of  them;  thou 
wast  chosen  before  thou  wast  born.  ■ 

"And  there  stood  one  among  them  that  was  like  unto  God,  and 
he  said  unto  those  who  were  with  him:  We  will  go  down,  for  there 
is  space  there,  and  we  will  take  of  these  materials,  and  we  will  make 
an  earth  whereon  these  may  dwell: 

"And  we  will  prove  them  herewith,  to  see  if  they  will  do  all 
things  whatsoever  the  Lord  their  God  shall  command  them; 

"And  they  who  keep  their  first  estate  shall  be  added  upon;  * 
*  *  and  they  who  keep  their  second  estate  shall  have  glory  added 
upon  their  heads  for  ever  and  ever."      (Abraham  3:22-26.) 

A  brief  story;  but  how  wonderfully  comprehensive!  The  Pre- 
existence  of  Man,  the  Purpose  of  Creation — a  creation  out  of  "ma- 
terials" already  existing — and  the  conditions  of  advancement  to  Eternal 
Glory,  all  outlined  in  those  few  plain  words! 

Truth  Versus  Tradition 

Antiquated  Tradition,  personified  in  pious,  well-meaning  peo- 
ple, has  asserted  for  centuries  that  God  made  the  earth  and  all  created 
things  out  of  nothing.  No  doubt  it  was  a  sincere  conviction,  as 
much  so  as  the  belief,  once  entertained,  that  this  planet  was  the  center 
of  the  universe,  with  sun,  moon  and  stars  revolving  round  it;  for 
disputing  which  and  insisting  that  the  earth  moved  round  the  sun, 
and  not  the  sun  around  the  earth,  Galileo  was  called  in  question  and 
compelled  to  recant,  on  pain  of  punishment  as  a  heretic.  But  Galileo 
was  right  in  the  first  place;  a  fact  conceded  by  the  successors  to  those 
who  found  fault  with  him  and  his  glorious  scientific  discovery. 

Tradition,  however,  is  still  tenacious  of  the  equally  false  notion 
that  the  earth  and  all  things  pertaining  to  it  were  made  out  of  nothing. 
Revelation  has  corrected  this  error,  but  Tradition  still  asserts  it. 

Even  were  Revelation  silent  upon  the  subject,  Reason,  it  would 
seem,  ought  to  convince  any  thinking  mind  that  it  is  impossible  to 
produce  something  from  nothing.  Ndthing  remains  nothing,  of 
necessity.  There  must  be  materials  for  every  creation,  and  no  amount 
of  sophistry  can  change  the  fact.  "Facts  are  stubborn  things,"  and 
common  sense  lies  at  the  foundation  of  all  true  philosophy.  It  does 
not  glorify  God  to  ascribe  to  him  power  to  do  things  that  cannot 
be  done. 

Interpreting  by  the  Spirit 

But,  asks  one,  do  not  the  Latter-day  Saints  believe  the  Bible, 
and  does  not  the  Bible  say:  "All  things  are  possible  with  God,"  "All 
things  are  possible  to  them  that  believe"?  Yes,  but  the  Bible  also  says: 
"No  man  hath  seen  God  at  any  time,"  which  saying,  if  interpreted 
too  literally,  would  blot  the  Bible  out  of  existence  and  dynamite  the 
foundations  of  the  Christian  faith.  We  must  interpret  the  letter, 
which  "killeth,"  by  the  Spirit,  which  "giveth  life." 


854  IMPROVEMENT    ERA 

So  interpreted,  that  sentence  would  read:  No  man,  with  his 
natural  eyes,  hath  seen  God  at  any  time.  It  is  with  spirit  eyes  that 
men  see  God,  and  even  then  it  is  the  glory  of  God  that  enables  them  to 
behold  him,  (Moses  1:11).  In  like  manner  we  might  render  the  other 
phrase  thus:  All  possible  things  are  within  the  power  of  them  that 
believe. 

Of  course,  many  things  impossible  to  man  are  possible  with  God. 
I  do  not  question  that.  I  simply  say — and  say  it  reverently — that 
when  a  thing  cannot  be  done,  when  it  is  utterly  and  absolutely  im- 
possible, neither  man  nor  God  can  do  it;  and  the  making  of  some- 
thing out  of  nothing  is  a  case  in  point. 

A  Faulty  Deduction 

This  error  arose  out  of  a  denial  that  matter  is  eternal,  self-existent. 
A  false  premise  brought  forth  a  false  conclusion.  The  author  of  the 
erroneous  deduction,  having  accepted,  I  suppose,  the  Bible  statement 
that  "in  the  beginning  God  created  the  heaven  and  the  earth,"  was 
unable  to  reconcile  therewith  the  idea  that  something  previously 
existed  out  of  which  heaven  and  earth  were  made — something  of  older 
date  than  the  ordered  universe.  Hence,  the  dogma  denying  a  creation 
out  of  materials  already  in  existence. 

BERKELEY  AND  BYRON 

Bishop  George  Berkeley,  an  Anglo-Irish  philosopher,  who  died 
about  the  middle  of  the  eighteenth  century,  declared  that  matter  did 
not  exist.  Lord  Byron  wittily  retorted:  "When  Bishop  Berkeley 
said  there  was  no  matter,  it  was  no  matter  what  he  said."  Byron 
was  right.  There  is  matter,  and  there  is  spirit  (which  is  a  purer,  finer 
matter,  Joseph  Smith  says)  ;  and  the  two,  eternal  spirit  and  eternal 
matter,  enter  into  the  composition  of  worlds  and  all  that  they  contain. 

A  Two-fold  Creation 

The  creation  was  two-fold.  Everything  was  made  twice — first  as 
a  spirit,  then  as  spirit  and  body  combined.  "The  spirit  and  the  body 
are  the  soul  of  man,  and  the  resurrection  from  the  dead  is  the  redemp- 
tion of  the  soul"  (Doc.  and  Cov.  88:15,  16).  This  is  true,  not  only  of 
man,  but  of  other  form9  of  life.  Death  dissolves  these  forms, 
but  Resurrection  restores  them,  and  they  live  on. 

Science  confirms  revelation,  in  declaring  that  not  one  particle 
of  matter  can  either  be  created  or  destroyed.  Creation  is  simply  or- 
ganization; or  shall  I  call  it  education — the  moulding  and  refining 
of  the  eternal  elements  into  higher  and  nobler  forms? 

Do  Animals  Have  Souls? 

A  few  months  ago — it  was  only  last  January — a  number  of 
United  States  Senators  were  discussing  with  more  or  less  gravity  the 
question:      "Do  dogs  and  other  animals  have  souls?"      Four  upheld 


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the  affirmative;  four,  the  negative;  and  the  rest  were  non-committal. 
The  question  had  arisen  over  some  action  taken  by  the  French  Academy, 
during  a  discussion  on  the  revision  of  the  French  Dictionary.  The 
Senator  who  struck  nearest  the  truth  was  Mr.  Robinson,  of  Indiana. 
He  said,  according  to  report:  "The  spirit  of  Almighty  God  is  in  all 
life,  human,  animal  and  plant,  to  some  degree.  There  must  be  some- 
thing of  the  spirit  of  God  in  everything  that  lives." 
Thus  saith  the  Lord  upon  the  subject: 

"And  now,  behold,  I  say  unto  you,  that  these  are  the  generations  of  the 
heaven'  and  of  the  earth,  when  they  were  created,  in  the  day  that  I,  the  Lord 
God,  made  the  heaven  and  the  earth; 

"And  every  plant  of  the  field  before  it  was  in  the  earth,  and  every 
herb  of  the  field  before  it  grew.  For  I,  the  Lord  God,  created  all  things, 
of  which  I  have  spoken,  spiritually,  before  they  were  naturally  upon  the 
face  of  the  earth.      *      *      * 

"And  I,  the  Lord  God,  formed  man  from  the  dust  of  the  ground,  and 
breathed  irtto  his  nostrils  the  breath  of  life;  and  man  became  a  living 
soul.      *      *      * 

"And  out  of  the  ground  made  I,  the  Lord  God,  to  grow  every  tree, 
naturally,  that  is  pleasant  to  the  sight  of  man;  and  man  could  behold  it.  And 
it  became  also  a  living  soul.      *      *      * 

"And  out  of  the  ground  I,  the  Lord  God,  formed  every  beast  of  the 
field,  and  every  fowl  of  the  air;  and  commanded  that  they  should  come  unto 
Adam,  to  see  what  he  would  call  them;  and  they  were  also  living  souls;  for 
I,  God,  breathed  into  them  the  breath  of  life."    (Moses  3:4.  5,  7,  9.   19.) 

Thus  we  see  that  the  affirmative  of  the  question,  "Do  Animals 
Have  Souls?"  is  amply  sustained  by  divine  revelation;  and  that  is1 
quite  as  good,  and  a  little  bit  better,  in  my  judgment,  than  any  decree 
of  the  French  Academy,  or  any  decision  by  any  number  of  Senators 
sitting  at  Washington. 

The  poet  Byron's  satirical  epitaph  on  the  monument  of  his  dog, 
"Boatswain" — "denied  in  heaven  the  soul  he  held  on  earth" — shows 
how  that  great  thinker  would  have  cast  his  vote,  had  the  opportunity 
been  his.  Byron  evidently  believed  that  animals)  have  souls,  the 
theologians  of  his  time  to  the  contrary  notwithstanding. 

And  Joseph  Smith  so  believed,  or  he  would  not  have  said  (as  he 
is  reputed  to  have  said)  concerning  his  favorite  horse,  when  it  died, 
that  he  expected  to  have  it  in  Eternity.  Nor  would  he  have  uttered 
his  heaven-inspired  pronouncement,  that  "the  four  beasts"  seen  in 
vision  by  John  the  Revelator  (Rev.  4:6)  "in  describing  heaven," 
"represent  the  glory  of  the  classes  of  beings" — men,  beasts,  fowls, 
and  creeping  things — "in  their  destined  order  or  sphere  of  creation, 
in  the  enjoyment  of  their  eternal  felicity."   (D.  and  C.  77:1-3) 

This  is  enough,  I  think,  to  convince  any  Latter-day  Saint  that 
animals  do  have  souls — that  is  to  say,  each  animal  is  a  spirit  and  a 
body,  these  together  constituting  the  soul;  and  the  same  is  true  of 
the  trees,  plants  and  flowers.  They  were  not  formed  for  any  merely 
temporary  purpose,  and  are  to  be  eternally  perpetuated. 


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The  Lesson  Taught  by  A  Wheat  Grain 

Apropos  of  spiritual  and  temporal  duality  in  the  vegetable  king- 
dom: A  learned  man,  who  was  a  chemist,  set  himself  the  task  of 
making  a  grain  of  wheat.  He  first  took  a  natural  wheat  grain  and 
separated  it  into  its  component  parts,  finding  that  there  was  so  much 
lime,  so  much  silica,  so  much  of  this  element  and  that,  in  its  composi- 
tion. He  then  took  equal  parts  of  the  same  elements,  and  by  means 
of  his  scientific  knowledge,  his  chemical  skill,  moulded  them  into  a 
grain  of  wheat  so  exactly  similar  to  the  one  that  Nature,  or  the  God 
of  Nature,  had  provided,  that  the  natural  eye  could  not  detect  the 
difference.  But  there  was  a  difference — a  vast  difference.  He  planted 
the  two  grains;  and  the  one  that  God  had  created  sprang  up,  while  the 
one  that  man  had  made  stayed  down.  God's  wheat  grain  had  within 
it  something  that  man  could  not  give.  What  was  it?  I  think  we  may 
reasonably  conclude  that  it  was  a  spirit,  a  spark  of  the  Eternal. 

The  Lord's  Schoolhouse 

Earth  might  be  termed  a  schoolhouse — the  Lord's  schoolhouse; 
but  it  is  not  his  only  one.  He  said  "unto  those  who  were  with 
him:"  "We  will  make  an  earth."  The  phrase,  "an  earth,"  is  significant. 
This  planet  did  not  lead  the  list  of  God's  creations.  It  was-  neither 
the  first,  nor  was  it  to  be  the  last  among  them.  No  apprentice  hand 
brought  this  world  into  being.  "Worlds  without  number  have  I 
created,"  the  Lord  said  to  Moses,  "and  as  one  earth  shall  pass  away, 
and  the  heavens  thereof,  even  so  shall  another  come;  and  there  is  no 
end  to  my  works,  neither  to  my  words"  (Moses  1:3,  38).  And 
thus  Enoch,  apostrophizing  Deity:  "Were  it  possible  that  man  could 
number  the  particles  of  the  earth,  yea,  millions  of  earths  like  this, 
it  would  not  be  a  beginning  to  the  number  of  Thy  creations;  and 
Thy  curtains  are  stretched  out  still"    (Ibid  7:30). 

"An  earth  wheron  these  may  dwell."  "These"  were  the  pre- 
existent  spirits  of  the  human  race — this  human  race — some  of  the 
"lesser  intelligences"  surrounding  the  Supreme  Intelligence,  who  had 
instituted,  for  their  uplift  and  advancement,  the  Everlasting  Gosp?l. 
For  these — God's  sons  and  daughters — this  earth  was  created. 

Why  Mortal  Life? 

The  primal  purpose  of  man's  descent  to  earth  is  to  obtain  a 
body,  and  thus  become  a  soul,  capable  of  endless  increase  and  eternal 
progression,  achievements  impossible  to  the  spirit  alone,  which  is 
incomplete  without  the  body.  It  is  the  soul — "spirit  and  element, 
inseparably  connected," — that  "receiveth  a  fulness  of  joy."  And  this 
is  made  possible  through  the  Fall  and  the  Redemption.  Through 
the  Fall,  the  spirit  obtains  its  mortal  body;  the  Redemption  renders 
that  body  immortal;  and  by  continued  faithfulness  in  the  Gospel — 


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obedience  to  its  elevating  and  exalting  principles — the  soul  goes1  on 
to  perfection. 

The  placing  of  man  on  earth  was  also  to  give  him  opportunities 
for  development  amidst  the  changes,  vicissitudes,  and  trials  of  mortal 
life;  so  that  by  tasting  of  sorrow  and  joy,  the  bitter  and  the  sweet,  he 
might  become  wise,  and  gain  the  education  for  which  he  enters  the 
University  of  Human  Experience;  to  graduate  in  due  season,  fitted  and 
prepared  for  life  and  labors  in  the  worlds  beyond. 

Still  another  reason  for  man's  earthly  existence,  is  the  testing  of 
his  integrity  in  this,  his  second,  estate,  where  he  walks  by  faith,  and 
not,  as  in  the  previous  life,  his  first  estate,  by  sight.  It  is  by  faith 
that  we  grow  spiritually, — a  growth  which  too  much  knowledge,  01 
knowledge  gained  at  the  wrong  time,  would  retard,  since  knowledge 
swallows  up  faith  and  prevents  its  exercise.  We  demonstrate  our 
integrity  by  believing  without  seeing;  by  reaching  after  God,  as  a 
flower,  even  in  a  darkened  room,  reaches  after  the  sunlight.  Earth- 
life,  in  short,  is  a  probation. 

Social  Gradings  Here  and  Hereafter 

"All  things  have  their  likeness."  As  man  is  like  unto  God,  so 
earth  is  like  unto  heaven.  Social  gradings  prevail  there,  as  they  do 
here;*  but  upon  higher  principles.  In  heaven,  as  on  earth,  like  cleaves 
to  like,  or,  to  use  a  homely  metaphor,  "birds  of  a  feather  flock 
together."  But  in  heaven  it  is  for  higher  and  holier  reasons.  Here, 
society  bases  itself  upon  distinctions  of  wealth,  lineage,  or  some  other 
central  idea  serving  as  a  magnet,  drawing  together  those  who  are 
mutually  congenial,  those  who  "feel  at  home"  one  with  another  in 
such  atmosphere  and  environment.  The  rich  seek  the  society  of  the 
rich.  The  poor  mingle  with  the  poor.  The  good  are  out  of  place 
among  the  wicked  (except  as  teachers  and  reformers)  and  would  be 
unhappy  if  permanently  placed  there.  They  would  feel  almost  as 
wretched  as  would  the  wicked,  were  the  gates  of  heaven  to  open  and 
take  them  in. 

"Aristocracy  clusters  around  three  cardinal  ideas,"  said  a  teacher 
of  mine,  a  Frenchman,  in  the  old  days  at  the  Deseret  University,  now 
the  University  of  Utah.  "In  England,  it  is  blood  and  birth;  in 
America,  money  and  the  power  that  money  wields;  in  France" — 
and  he  smiled  proudly  as  he  said  it — -"it  is  intelligence  and  culture." 
Such  was  his  conviction.  There  is  much  truth  in  it,  and  it  illustrates 
my  point.  There  is  a  likeness  between  Heaven  and  Earth,  and  things 
earthly   typify   things   heavenly. 

"Great  are  the  symbols  of  being, 

But  that  which  is  symboled  is   greater. 

Vast  the  create  and  beheld, 

But  vaster  the  inward  Creator." 

It   was   wisely  ordered   that  man  should   become   familiar  with 


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"the  symbols  of  being,"   that  he  might,   in  higher  worlds,   act  intel- 
ligently in  the  presence  of  the  things  symbolized. 

Degrees  of  Glory 

There  are  three  grand  degrees  of  heavenly  glory.  "There  is  one 
glory  of  the  sun,  and  another  glory  of  the  moon,  and  another  glory 
of  the  starsi:  for  one  star  differeth  from  another  star  in  glory.  So  also 
is  the  resurrection  of  the  dead."     Thus  states  Paul  the  Apostle. 

Joseph  Smith  teaches  the  same  doctrine  more  fully  and  more 
plainly.  Says  he,  in  substance:  The  glorified  planets  are  God's  king- 
doms, and  to  each  a  law  is  given.  Whosoever  would  inherit  any  one 
of  those  kingdoms,  must  abide  the  law  pertaining  to  that  kingdom, 
whether  it  be  celestials  terrestrial  or  telestial.  Those  unwilling  to 
abide  any  law,  and  who  are  determined  to  be  a  law  unto  themselves, 
are  not  meet  for  a  kingdom  of  glory,  and  gravitate  to  their  proper 
place,   as  naturally  as  water  seeks  and  finds  its  level. 

Time  Testifies  of  Eternity 

All  this  is  typified  here.  The  Church,  with  its  spiritual  powers, 
gifts  and  blessings;  the  State,  with  its  political  offices,  honorsi  and 
emoluments;  Society,  with  its  vain  pursuits  and  empty  diversions; 
and  the  gloomy  prisons,  with  their  hapless  inmates; — all  symbolize 
conditions  in  the  Hereafter,  i    It  is  Time  testifying  of  Eternity. 

Celestial  Law 

Celestial  Law,  which  governs  the  Celestial  Kingdom,  is  revealed 
only  to  those  who  are  capable  of  obeying  it.  It  demands  and  gives 
all  for  all — the  fulness  of  reward  for  the  fulness  of  obedience.  To 
live  by  every  word  that  proceeds  from  the  mouth  of  God — that  is  the 
celestial  law.  It  stands  for  the  utter  abnegation  of  self.  Those  who 
live  it  in  fulness,  love  their  neighbor  as  themselves,  and  do  all  things 
with  an  eye  single  to  the  glory  of  God.  "They  are  they  into  whose 
hands  the  Father  has  given  all  things  *  *  *  They  are  gods, 
even  the  sons  of  God." 

Enoch  and  his  city  were  sanctified  by  this  law.  It  was  practiced 
at  Jerusalem  by  the  Apostles  and  Saints;  and  upon  this  land,  by 
the  Nephites  and  Lamanites,  when  converted  to  the  risen  Christ. 
Introduced,  but  not  fully  established,  in  this  Gospel  dispensation,  it 
will  yet  be  practiced  in  power,  so  that  Zion  can  be  redeemed,  the  New 
Jerusalem  built,  and  the  way  prepared  for  the  coming  of  the  King  of 
Kings.  Earth,  by  obedience  to  celestial  law,  will  eventually  become 
a  heaven,  and  celestial  beings  will  inherit  it — like  cleaving  to  like. 
Celestial  law,  a  supreme  institution,  is  the  key  to  Celestial  Glory,  the 
highest  ideal  in  the  Church  of  Christ. 

Earth  as  a  Playhouse 

"And  we  will  prove  them  herewith,  to  see  if  they  will  do  all 
things  whatsoever  the  Lord  their  God  shall  command  them." 


LATTER-DAY    SAINT    IDEALS  859 

I  have  likened  earth  to  a  schoolhouse.  It  also  suggests  a 
playhouse — a  theatre.  Is  not  the  simile  borne  out  by  the  words  just 
quoted?  Who  are  they  that  are  looking  down  upon  us,  to  see  if 
we  are  playing  well  or  ill  the  parts  assigned  to  us  in  this  great  drama 
of  rnortal  life?  Do  not  the  Gods  and  Angels  and  spirits  of  the  just 
compose  that  vast  audience — "the  Congregation  of  the  Mighty,"  of 
which  the  Psalmist  tells?  And  the  Holy  Spirit,  that  wise  and  ready 
Prompter,  is  He  not  busy  in  our  behalf,  watching  over  us, — not  jealous 
of  our  success,  as  we  are  of  one  another — but  only  anxious,  as  are 
all  the  heavenly  host,  that  we  shall  acquit  ourselves  with  credit  and 
win   the   laurel   crown   of  life   eternal? 

The  Seven  Ages 

"All  the  world's  a  stage,"  says  Shakespeare,  "and  all  th?  men  and 
women  merely  players.  They  have  their  exits  and  their  entrances; 
and  one  man,  in  his  time,  plays  many  parts."  I  have  often  wondered 
if  that  marvelous,  many-sided  genius  told  all  that  he  had  to  tell  upon 
this  important  subject.  Most  of  you  are  familiar,  no  doubt,  with 
Shakespeare's  "Seven  Ages  of  Man:" 

"At  first  the  infant. 
Mewling  and   puking  in  the  nurse's  arms; 
And   then   the  whining  school-boy.   with  his  satchel. 
And  shining  morning  face,   creeping  like  snail 
Unwillingly    to    school.      And    then    the   lover. 
Sighing   like   furnace,    with   woeful   ballad 
Made  to  his  mistress'   eyebrow.      Then  a  soldier. 
Full  of  strange  oaths,  and  bearded  like  the  pard. 
Jealous  in  honor,   sudden  and  quick  in  quarrel. 
Seeking   the   bubble    reputation 

Even  in  the  cannon's  mouth.      And  then  the  justice. 
In  fair  round  belly  with  good  capon  lin'd. 
With  eyes  severe,  and  beard  of  formal  cut. 
Full   of  wise  saws  and  modern  instances: 
And  so  he  plays  his  part.      The  sixth  age  shifts 
Into   the   lean   and   slipper'd   pantaloon. 
With  spectacles  on  nose  and  pouch  on  side. 
His  youthful  hose  well  sav'd.  a  world  too  wide 
*    For  his  shrunk  shank:   and  his  big  manly  voice. 
Turning  again  toward  chi'dish  treble,   pipes 
And   whistles   in  his  sound.      Last  scene  of  all, 
That  ends  this  strange,  eventful  history. 
Is  second  childishness  and  mere  oblivion. 
Sans   teeth,    sans   eyes,    sans    taste,    sans    everything." 

Fine!  But  is  there  nothing  more  to  be  said  on  such  a  theme? 
Is  there  not  a  higher  and  wider  application  of  the  immortal  bard's 
illustrious  metaphor,    "All  the  world's  a  stage?" 

The  Part  Imagination  Plays 

Often,  while  sitting  at  a  play,  I  have  been  led  to  reflect  upon 
how  small  a  part  of  the  performance  takes  place  before  the  eyes  of 


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the  people  in  the  auditorium.  Were  it  not  for  the  power  of  imagina- 
tion, which  extends  the  action  ,both  ways,  so  as  to  include  what 
supposedly  has  gone  before  and  will  follow  after  the  scenes  visualized, 
how  slender,  how  incomplete,  how  unsatisfactory  would  such  a  per- 
formance be.  What  takes  place  in  the  mind,  the  incidents  that  fancy 
supplies,  the  larger  part  of  the  play,  suggested  to  the  inner  conscious- 
ness prior  to  the  entrance  and  after  the  exit  of  the  characters  upon 
the  stage — these  emphasize  and  give  power  to  the  visible  presentation, 
clothing  it  with  a  glamour  and  investing  it  with  a  charm  that  it  would 
not  otherwise  possess.  And  the  same  is  true  of  a  book — a  book  worth 
reading.  The  greater  part  of  it  is  outside  the  cover  and  in  the  mind 
of  the  imaginative  reader. 

The  Unmeant  or  Withheld 

Poets  and  even  prophets — who  are  the  greatest  of  poets — "build 
better  than  they  know,"  and  are  often  credited  with  meanings  and 
interpretations  that  they  did  not  dream  of  when  uttering  what  inspira- 
tion gave  them.  But  just  as  frequently  is  it  the  case  that  the  poet 
cannot  express  his  full  thought,  owing  to  the  inadequacy  of  his  lan- 
guage as  a  medium  of  expression;  while  the  prophet  purposely  with- 
holds, in  accordance  with  the  dictates  of  divine  wisdom,  "things  un- 
lawful to  be  uttered"  before  their  time. 

What  Was  Shakespeare  Teaching? 

Is  it  not  probable,  therefore,  that  Shakespeare  meant  more  than 
he  expressed?  Was  he  not  teaching,  as  great  teachers  sometimes  do, 
and  as  the  Greatest  of  All  frequently  did — teaching  by  suggestion 
a  larger  lesson  than  the  one  openly  inculcated?  Was  he,  or  was  he 
not,  covertly  presenting  the  doctrine—  too  advanced  for  Shakespeare's 
day — that  not  only  the  world,  but  the  whole  vast  stretch  of  Time  is 
as  a  stage,  with  an  eternity  on  either  hand,  as  the  wings  from  which 
emerge  into  view,  as  fast  as  their  cues  are  given,  the  characters  who 
strut  their  brief  hour  and  then  pass  off  the  scene  to  the  varied  destinies 
awaiting  them? 

Wordsworth  and  Pre -existence 

Some  may  scoff  at  the  idea,  and  ask,  What  had  Shakespeare  to 
fear  from  his  generation?  Let  such  remember  how  Wordsworth,  two 
hundred  years  later,  was  called  to  account  for  these  luminous,  truth  - 
revealing  lines: 

"Our  birth  is  but  a  sleep  and  a  forgetting; 

The  soul  that  rises  with  us,  our  life's  star, 
Hath  had  elsewhere  its  setting, 

And  cometh  from  afar." 

This  lofty  teaching  was  too  much  for  the  rigid  orthodoxy  of 
Wordsworth's  time.  It  could  allow  for  the  pre-existence  of  the  Son 
of  God,  but  not  for  the  pre-existence  of  man  in  general.     Wordsworth 


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had  to  recant  or  half  deny  that  his  heaven-inspired  intimation  meant 
as  much  as  his  bigoted  censors  seemed  to  fear.  In  like  manner,  Galileo, 
having  declared  that  the  earth  moves  round  the  sun,  was  compelled 
to  recede  from  his  position.  But  after  his  recantation,  when  he  was 
where  his  judges  could  not  hear  him,  he  said:  "The  earth  moves." 
And  I  fancy  I  hear  Wordsworth  saying,  under  his  breath,  after  he 
had  "explained  his  explanation"  and  satisfied  his  critics:  "Man  did 
live  before  this  life — I  care  not  what  they  say." 

Was  there  not  as  much  bigotry  in  Shakespeare's  day  as  in  Words- 
worth's? Rather  more,  I  fancy,  and  of  a  fiercer,  cruder  kind,  if  history 
tells  true.  It  is  doubtful  that  even  a  Shakespeare,  in  Elizabeth's 
reign,  would  have  ventured  to  proclaim  all  he  thought,  would  have 
dared  to  divulge  all  he  knew. 

Yes,  "all  the  world's  a  stage,  and  all  the  men  and  women  merely 
players,"  cast  for  certain  parts,  and  in  duty  bound  to  play  those 
parts  to  the  acceptance  of  the  Great  Manager,  who  assigned  them,  and 
under  the  whispered  suggestions  of  the  Infallible  Prompter,  whose 
wise  counsel  men  do  well  to  heed.  "All  the  world's  a  stage" — but 
those  who  limit  the  application  of  the  metaphor  to  the  individual 
life,  in  its  successive  and  varying  phases  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave, 
rob  it  of  half  its  meaning  and  of  more  than  half  its  glory.  The  Pre- 
existence  and  the  Life  to  Come  must  both  be  reckoned  with  in  any 
attempt  to  explain  this  intermediate  period  of  man's  probation — this 
brief  moment  in  a  boundless,  indivisible  Eternity,  which  mortals,  for 
their  own  convenience,  have  named  the  present,  the  future  and  the  past. 

God  Teaches  by  Symbols 

Do  I  err,  then,  in  believing  that  the  universe  is  built  upon  sym- 
bols, to  the  end  that  it  may  bear  record  of  its  all-wise  Architect  and 
Builder?  God  teaches  with  symbols;  it  is  his  favorite  method  of 
teaching.  The  Savior  often  used  them.  On  one  occasion  he  wished 
to  inculcate  the  lesson  of  trust  in  God,  for  the  benefit  of  his  disciples, 
who  evidently  feared  that  if  they  left  their  bread-winning  avocations 
and  went  forth  preaching  the  Gospel,  they  would  not  get  food  to 
eat  or  clothing  to  wear.  Pointing  to  the  flowers  at  the  roadside, 
Jesus  said:  "Consider  the  lillies  of  the  field,  how  they  grow;  they 
toil  not,  neither  do  they  spin;  and  yet  I  say  unto  you  that  even 
Solomon,  in  all  his  glory,  was  not  arrayed  like  one  of  these.  Where- 
fore, if  God  so  clothe  the  grass,  which  today  is,  and  tomorrow  is  cast 
into  the  oven,  will  he  not  clothe  you,  O  ye  of  little  faith?"  He  was 
using  the  flowers  to  symbolize  his  servants,  and  impress  upon  them 
the  sublime  lesson  that  Providence  is  over  all. 

The  Essence  of  Poetry 

The  Gospel  is  replete  with  symbolism,  with  poetry — poetry  of 
the  highest  type.     The  very  essence  of  poetry  is  in  symbolism  and  the 


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power  of  suggestion.  Rhyme  is  but  a  small  part  of  poetry.  It  is 
an  artifice,  used  by  the  poet  to  make  his  thought  more  attractive.  It 
pleases  the  ear,  and  helps  the  sentiment  to  reach  the  heart.  But  most 
great  poems  are  rhymeless.  Rhyme  bears  about  the  same  relation  to 
poetry  as  paint  or  polish  on  a  piano  or  an  organ,  to  the  instrument 
itself.  It  would  be  an  organ  or  a  piano  without  the  paint  or  polish; 
but  it  would  not  be  as  pleasing  to  the  eye.  Shakespeare  makes 
Polonius  say  to  Laertes:  "The  apparel  oft  proclaims  the  man."  Yes, 
but  it  does  not  make  the  man;  it  only  makes  him  more  presentable  in 
society. 

Prophets  are  poets,  but  they  do  not  always  poetize.  Still,  the 
utterances  of  great  prophets  are  generally  rhythmical  and  replete  with 
imagery.  Attest  the  writings  of  David,  Solomon,  Isaiah,  Jeremiah, 
Ezekiel,  and  others,  veritable  prophets  and  veritable  poets,  who,  in 
some  of  the  grandest  songs  ever  sung,  have  indeed  built  "the  Paradise 
that  is  to  be,"  painted  "the  Millennium  that  is  to  come." 

The  Greatest  Poet  and  Poem 

Read  the  parables  and  sayings  of  the  Savior,  you  that  love  poetry 
and  would  inhale  the  perfume  of  its  sweetest  and  most  fragrant  flowers. 
The  greatest  poet  that  has  ever  lived  was  not  Shakespeare,  nor  Milton, 
nor  Dante.  It  was  Jesus  Christ.  Not  because  he  wrote  verses,  for 
we  have  no  record  of  his  having  written  any;  but  because  he  saw 
deepest  into  the  mystery  of  life,  into  the  divine  symbolism  of  the 
universe — His  own  creation. 

The  greatest  poem  in  existence  is  the  Gospel  of  Jesus  Christ. 
Adam's  offering  of  the  sacrificial  lamb,  in  the  similitude  of  the  Lamb 
of  God,  who  was  to  take  away  the  sins  of  the  world;  the  Hebrew  Pass- 
over, with  its  wealth  of  prophetic  symbolism,  also  pointing  to  the  Lamb 
of  God,  the  Great  Deliverer,  of  whom  Moses,  meekest  of  men,  was 
typical;  the  ordinance  of  baptism,  instituted  in  the  likeness  of  Christ's 
burial  and  resurrection;  the  sacrament  of  the  Lord's  Supper,  in  which 
the  broken  bread  and  poured  wine  or  water  represent  the  body  and 
blood  of  the  World's  Redeemer;  all  these  are  poems —  poems  in  action 
and  in  form,  parts  of  the  great  Gospel  Poem,  whose  author  is  God, 
even  the  Son  of  God. 

Anything  is  poetic  that  stands  for  something  greater  than  itself. 
Man  is  poetic,  in  that  he  symbolizes  his  Maker:  Earth,  because  it  is 
typical  of  Heaven;  Time,  for  it  bespeaks  Eternity. 

The  One  Eternal  Now 

Strictly  speaking,  Time  is  a  part  of  Eternity,  set  off,  segregated, 
and  subdivided  into  centuries,  years,  months,  weeks,  days,  hours, 
minutes  and  seconds- — all  for  man's  convenience.  But  God  does  not 
reckon  that  way.  With  Him  there  is  neither  past  nor  future.  It  is 
all  one  eternal  Now. 


latter-day  saint  ideals  863 

The  Greatest  Ideal  and  Institution 

But  I  must  close.  I  hope  I  have  said  something  that  will  help 
you,  my  young  brethren  and  sisters,  in  your  studies  and  reflections 
upon  the  religion  of  our  Lord  and  Savior.  He  is  the  Great  Ideal  and 
his  Church — the  body  of  his  Gospel — is  the  Great  Institution. 

The  Gospel  Touchstone 

To  the  graduates  of  the  Brigham  Young  University,  I  said 
some  days  ago,  and  I  now  say  to  you:  Do  not  think  that  you  can  find 
anything  better  than  the  Gospel  of  Jesus  Christ.  Do  not  think  that 
divine  revelation  can  be  made  to  bend  to  human  theory,  however  in- 
genious or  plausible.  Truth  is  not  to  be  stretched  upon  a  Procrustean 
bed,  and  chopped  off  or  lengthened  out,  to  conform  either  to  anti- 
quated tradition  or  the  ever-changing  ideas  of  modern  scholasticism. 

Wherever  you  go,  my  young  friends,  take  the  Gospel  with  you. 
Bind  it  about  your  necks.  Write  it  upon  the  tablets  of  your  hearts. 
Make  of  it  a  touchstone,  and  try  all  that  is  offered  to  you  as  truth, 
as  science,  as  philosophy.  Whatever  tallies  with  it,  you  can  safely 
accept.  Whatever  contradicts  it,  is  not  worth  your  care.  God  bless 
you!     Amen. 


Summer 

As  she  steps  from  the  mist  of  the  morning, 
The  sun  turns  her  tresses  to  gold; 

And  the  blossoms  all  smile 

At  the  red  rose's  wile 
That  tints  cheeks  and  lips  with  its  bloom. 

The  breeze  fills  her  feet  with  its  fleetness. 
The  day  weaves  its  gleams  for  her  gown, 

And  each  bird  to  her  voice 

Lends  the  lilt  of  its  choice 
To  flood  earth  with  resonant  song. 

The  stars  shower  gems  to  adorn  her, 
The  dew  gives  rejuvenate  life. 

And,   as  if-  to  requite, 

The  moon  sheds  its  light 
In  silver  and  opal  and  pearl. 

So,  she  grows  in  her  gladness  of  being, 
A  marvel  in  feature  and  form, 

Till  the  King  of  the  North 

Sends  his  stern  legions  forth 
To  take  her  a  captive  forsooth. 

Provo.    Utah  GRACE    INGLES    FROST 


TEMPLES    OF    GOD* 
By  Bryant  S.   Hinckley,  President  Liberty  Stake 

Apostle  Paul  tells  us  (I  Cor.  3:16,  17),  "Know  ye  not  that  ye 
are  the  temples  of  God,  and  that  the  Spirit  of  God  dwelleth  in  you? 
If  any  man  defileth  this,  the  temple  of  God,  him  shall  God  destroy:  for 
the  temple  of  God  is  holy,  which  temple  ye  are." 

This  ancient  apostle  had  a  fine  appreciation  of  the  importance 
and  dignity  that  attaches  to  individual  strength  and  personal  purity. 

One  of  the  outstanding  proofs  of  the  divinity  of  this  latter-day 
work  and  of  the  inspiration  of  its  leadership  is  the  religious  im- 
portance which  it  attaches  to  the  moral  soundness  and  physical  well- 
being  of  its  members,  for  these  are  basic  requirements  if  any  people 
are  long  to  endure. 

We  believe  that  this  earthly  tabernacle  is  an  integral  and  eternal 
part  of  the  immortal  soul  of  man,  that  in  the  great  scheme  of  man's 
progress  the  acquisition  of  this  earthly  tabernacle  was  a  necessary  and 
most  important  step.  This  fundamental  doctrine  gives  an  exalted 
place  to  the  temple  in  which  man's  spirit  is  enshrined  and  attaches 
an  added  importance  to  the  care  of  one's  health  and  the  protection 
and  development  of  each  of  us  physically  and  mentally. 

A  well  balanced  life  has  three  dimensions:  length,  breadth  and 
depth.  Time  is  an  important  factor  in  human  achievement,  but  mere 
length  of  days  means  little.  A  rich,  full  life  requires,  in  addition, 
breadth  and  depth.  A  life  that  is  too  broad  may  be  shallow.  The  great 
object  is  to  live  long,  to  have  broad  and  interesting  contacts,  rich 
and   deep  experiences  and  to  achieve  splendidly. 

"We  live  in  deeds,  not  years;  in  thoughts,  not  breaths. 
In  feelings,  not  in  figures  on  a  dial. 
We  should  count  time  by  heart  throbs.     He  most  lives 
Who  thinks  most,  feels  noblest,  acts  the  best." 

In  order  to  do  this,  one  must  husband  with  care  all  of  his 
health  endowments.  And  health  has  come  to  have  a  much  broader 
meaning  than  mere  disease  dodging — it  means,  really,  "that  condition 
which  enables  one  to  live  most  and  serve  best;"  consequently,  it  is  a 
subject  that  concerns  you  more  vitally  and  more  directly  than  any 
other  subject  in  the  world,  for  when  your  health  is  gone  you  are  a 
burden  to  yourself  and  to  those  about  you. 

Isn't  it  a  curious  thing  that  in  the  face  of  constant  peril  of 
disease  and  with  all  the  scientific  knowledge  available  for  prolonging 
life,  the  vast  majority  of  us  will  not  give  any  serious  consideration 
to  the  preserving  of  our  health  until  we  begin  to  feel  we  are  breaking? 

Do  you  know  that  at  this  moment  there  are  in  the  United  States 
more    than    three   million   people   ill;    nearly   one-half  of   them   un- 

*  Address  in  the  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.  Conference.  June   11.    19?7. 


TEMPLES  OF  GOD  865 

necessarily  so?  During  this  current  year  more  than  five  hundred 
thousand  people  will  die  from  preventable  and  postponable  diseases. 
Now  that  sounds  pessimistic — but  nevertheless  this  is  a  statement  of 
facts,  living  facts. 

These  interesting  statistics  have  been  compiled  by  insurance 
actuaries  with  reference  to  the  prospects  of  a  hundred  average  young 
men  twenty-five  years  of  age  starting  out  in  business.  The  results 
are  decidedly  disconcerting.  Forty  years  afterward,  when  these  young 
men  are  sixty-five  years  old,  they  will,  on  the  average,  have  fallen  into 
the  following  classes:  thirty-six  dead,  fifty-four  financially  dependent 
on  family  or  charity,  five  barely  able  to  make  their  own  living,  four 
well-to-do,   one  rich. 

It  is  a  grim  question  to  ask  you  young  men  which  one  of  the 
four  classes  you  are  going  to  be  in  when  you  are  sixty-five.  Will  you 
be  among  the  dead  ones,  the  dependent  ones,  those  just  barely  able  to 
make  a  living,  or  among  the  well-to-do  or  rich?  I  do  not  hesitate  to 
say  that  the  greatest  single  factor  in  deciding  this  vital  question  is  the 
care  of  your  health. 

"Ten  years  may  be  added  to  the  average  span  of  human  life  if 
one  begins  young  enough,"  declared  Dr.  Charles  H.  Mayo  of  the  Mayo 
Clinic.  He  says,  "Man's  age  lengthened  an  average  of  twenty  years 
from  the  sixteenth  century  until  1850,  when  the  average  age  was  forty. 
It  had  advanced  five  years  more,  to  forty-five,  by  1875.  The 
average  age  has  now  advanced  to  fifty-eight." 

Dr.  Franklin  H.  Martin  of  Chicago,  Director-General  of  the 
American  College  of  Surgeons,  said  that  one  in  eight  persons  die  of  heart 
disease,  one  in  seven  of  cancer,  and  one  in  six  of  apoplexy.  Every 
one  of  these,  he  declared,  is  a  preventable  and  curable  disease  if 
reached  early  enough.  If  people  had  an  annual  examination,  fifty 
per  cent  of  these  diseases  would  be  caught  in  their  incipient  stages. 

"The  care  and  culture  of  man  is  the  greatest  political  economy." 
Race-building  is  the  supreme  task  of  all  ages  and  success  in  this 
great  work  is  based  upon  accepted  fundamentals.  It  is  an  impossibility 
to  build  up  a  conquering  race  without  establishing  them  upon  a  sound 
physical  basis.  It  would  be  as  impossible  to  build  up  a  great  people 
upon  a  race  of  dyspeptics  as  it  would  be  to  erect  an  enduring  edifice 
upon  a  foundation  of  sand — it  cannot  be  done.  No  race  or  nation 
has  thus  far  been  able  to  stand  continual  prosperity.  Physical  decline 
has  followed  ease  and  luxury,  which  in  turn  has  resulted  in  racial 
exhaustion. 

The  historian,  Freeman,  declared  that  the  Greek  boys  were  the 
most  attractive  that  the  world  had  ever  seen.  This  was  due  to  the 
fact  that  the  Greek  system  of  education  laid  great  stress  upon  the  proper 
care  and  development  of  the  body.  They  systematically  sought  to  make 
it  the  robust  instrument  of  a  trained  and  cultured  mind.  "A 
sound  mind  requires  a  sound  body"  is  an  educational  axiom.  The 
Greeks  held  that  if  physical  perfection  were  cultivated,   mental  and 


866  IMPROVEMENT    ERA 

moral  excellence  would  follow;  and  that  without  this,  character  and 
culture  rested  upon  an  insecure  basis.  And  this  system  resulted  in 
producing  some  of  the  greatest  minds  that  ever  adorned  the  world. 

Herbert  Spencer  said,  "The  first  requisite  for  success  is  to  be 
a  good  animal,  and  to  be  a  nation  of  good  animals  is  the  first  con- 
dition of  national  prosperity." 

G.  Stanley  Hall  says,  "In  our  day,  there  are  many  reasons  to 
believe  that  the  best  nations  of  the  future  will  be  those  which  give 
the  most  intelligent  care  to  the  body." 

A  sound  body  and  vigorous  health  is  not  the  end,  but  it  is  a 
fundamental  without  which  all  the  finer  qualities  of  the  mind  and 
heart  are  greatly  impaired.  The  realization  of  one's  aims  and  ambi- 
tions in  life  will  depend  largely  upon  his  health.  Your  success  in  life 
will  be  measured  by  the  amount  and  kind  of  work  which  you  do. 
Sound  health  is  a  great  moral  factor,  without  which  one  can  never 
build  for  himself  the  noble  character  he  might  otherwise  build. 
"There  are  conditions  for  each  individual  under  which  he  can  do  the 
most  and  best  work  and  it  is  his  duty  to  ascertain  these  conditions  and 
live  by  them;"  in  other  words,  it  is  greatly  to  one's  advantage  to 
live  up  to  the  high-water  mark  of-  his  efficiency.  Full  living,  high- 
level  living,  righteous  living,  is  the  condition  of  joyous  living  and  of 
splendid  achievement. 

"What  are  the  sources  of  power  and  efficiency  in  strong  men 
and  women,  and  how  should  strength  and  power  be  promoted?"  asks 
Dr.  J.  M.  Tyler,  who  uses  the  following  illustration  to  answer  these 
questions: 

"Look  at  the  great  ocean  liner  plowing  through  the  water.  You  see  the 
captain,  the  steersman,  the  officers  and  the  flag.  *  *  *  Go  down  into 
the  furnace  room  and  you  will  find  grimy,  half-naked  men  shoveling  coal 
into  the  furnaces.  These  men  do  not  dine  in  the  saloon  nor  strut  the  deck — 
'they  drive  the  ship.  The  power  is  the  steam  furnished  by  the  combustion 
of  the  coal.  Similarly,  in  our  bodies  the  ultimate  source  of  power  is  in  the 
digestive  system." 

This  illustration  shows  very  clearly  that  the  ocean  liner  would 
be  of  little  service,  as  such,  without  a  strong  boiler  and  a  good  engine 
and  fuel,  but  let  us  not  fail  to  make  this  distinction  clear  and  sharp; 
the  engine  is  built  for  the  liner,  and  not  the  liner  for  the  engine. 
The  ship  needs  a  strong  boiler  and  a  good  engine;  but  it  needs  much 
in  addition.  The  greater  its  capacity,  the  more  perfect  its  accom- 
modation; the  finer  its  construction  and  equipment,  the  more  valuable 
the  vessel.  Whether  a  man  belongs  to  the  class  of  tug  boats  or  ocean 
liners,  depends  largely  upon  what  he  has  aboard  besides  a  boiler  and  an 
engine.  A  man  with  a  strong  head  and  weak  stomach  is  greatly 
handicapped;  but  one  with  a  weak  head  and  a  strong  stomach  is 
likewise  handicapped.  The  mian  to  be  envied  is  the  one  who  has  a 
strong  head  and  the  proof  of  good  digestion  upon  his  cheek. 

May  we  submit  some  suggestions  on  how  to  prolong  life  and  in- 


TEMPLES  OF  GOD  86  7 

crease  one's  efficiency.-'  Two  of  the  commonest  things  among  good 
men  that  contribute  most  to  inefficiency f and  to  ultimate  failure  are: 

First.  Worry — One  philosopher  said,  "Worry  is  interest  paid 
on  trouble  before  it  comes  due."  It  is  nothing  but  a  diluted,  dribbling 
fear,  long  drawn  out.  You  can  worry  more  and  harder  on  the  fourth 
day  than  you  can  on  the  first.  It  grows  by  what  it  feeds  on.  Every 
normal  activity  is  strangled  by  it.  Any  person  can  systematically 
worry  to  the  point  where  he  is  either  sick  or  unbalanced. 

Second.  Fatigue — Over-fatigue  is  fatigue  that  does  not  disap- 
pear before  the  next  exertion.  To  allow  fatigue  to  pile  up  is  to 
invite  the  day  of  wrath.  One  can  become  so  fatigued  that  he  can  not 
see  straight,  think  straight  or  act  straight.  Over-fatigue  operates 
much  the  same  as  a  poison.  When  one  goes  to  work  with  a  tired 
feeling  he  may  know  that  the  storm  is  gathering. 

Some  Definite  Things  to  Do: 

1.  Look  upon  the  bright  side.  It  is  a  well  known  fact  that  the 
number  of  deaths  in  a  retreating  army  are  much  greater  than  in  an 
army  marching  to  victory.  The  mental  attitude  of  defeat,  of  dis- 
couragement, lowers  the  resisting  powers  of  the  body. 

2.  Cultivate  the  play  spirit;  encourage  the  joy  element  in  your 
life  through  relaxation  and  proper  recreation.  Play  irons  out  the 
wrinkles  and  tunes  up  the  nerve  batteries  so  that  this  magnificent 
machine  of  yours,  your  body,  will  run  without  knocking  and  make 
the  hills  of  life  without  breaking.  The  man  who  persistently  plays 
well  is  doing  something  that  is  really  worth  while.  He  is  taking  the 
most  sensible  and  practical  method  of  increasing  his  efficiency.  Every 
man  can  stand  up  straight,  breathe  deeply  and  look  the  world  squarely 
in  the  face.  He  can  make  up  his  mind  to  tell  a  funny  story  at  every 
meal  if  it  kills  him,   and  it  won't. 

Now  I  have  come  to  the  kernel  of  my  discourse.  Every  man 
who  expects  to  succeed,  must  stand  on  his  feet  and  play  the  game. 
No  matter  how  hard  or  furiously  the  storm  breaks  in  his  face,  he 
must  move  forward.  To  do  this  he  must  keep  his  health — there  is 
no  substitute  for  it.  You  cannot  buy  it;  you  cannot  borrow  it.  You 
may  get  a  few  extra  parts  but  they  often  rattle. 

There  is  only  one  way  of  keeping  this  marvelous  machine  going 
and  that  is  through  exercise  and  proper  living.  No  automobile,  no 
matter  how  superbly  built,  can  make  all  of  the  hills  and  the  rough 
places  unless  it  is  hitting  on  every  cylinder;  neither  can  you,  or  any 
one  else,  make  all  of  the  grades  unless  you  keep  fit — and  to  do  this 
you  must  consider  your  health  and  take  a  little  time  off  to  tune  up 
your  nerve  batteries  and  to  keep  this  machine  of  yours  in  proper 
condition. 

You  young  men  who  belong  to  the  Church  should  find  great 
pride  and  inspiration  in  the  program  which  it  provides  for  building 
up  a  race  of  men  with  superior  physical  power  and  with  greater 
capacity  for  achievement. 


868  IMPROVEMENT    ERA 

We  do  not  hesitate  to  say  that  a  conscientious  and  intelligent 
observance  of  the  Word  of  Wisdom  for  a  few  generations  would  make 
this,  or  any  similar  people,  distinguished  in  the  world  and  place  them 
among  the  leaders  of  mankind  in  thought  and  action. 

To  live  long,  to  live  with  inspiration  and  power,  to  carry  the 
spirit  of  youth  right  up  to  the  border-land  of  eternity,  is  a  supreme 
achievement.  To  do  this  requires  intelligent  conservation  of  all  our 
health  endowments  and  the  maintenance  of  a  proper  balance  in  work, 
rest  and  recreation. 

The  road  to  health  stretches  before  each  of  us;  it  does  not  always 
lead  through  shady  paths  and  over  smooth  roads,  but  through  the  sun- 
shine and  storm  and  over  rough  places — and  the  goal  is  life  itself. 


The   Glacier 

I  climbed  a  long  trail  where  thq  mountain  tops  hail 

All  the  serrated  heights  of  the  world; 
Where  the  long  line  of  peaks  an  adventurer  seeks, 

Pierces  through  where  the  clouds  are  unfurled. 
Over  hummocks  and  jags,  over  chasms  and  crags, 

Over  snow-fields  spread  out  far  around. 
From  the  earliest  dawn  the  long  trail  led  me  on 

Till  the  sun-lighted  glacier  I  found. 
In  the  solitude  there  was  a  new  world  most  fair, 

Unknown  in  the  country  below, 
Like  a  dreamland  device  were  its  castle's  of  ice 

And  its  ornate  embankments  of  snow. 
There  were  scintillate  gleams-  in  the  sun's  brilliant  beams 

Of  the  wonderful  grottos  and  towers, 
And  the  great  hollow  halls,  with  their  glistening  walls, 

Hung  with  frost-ferns  and  frost-spangled  flowers. 
And  far  down  a  crevasse,  that  was  mirrored  like  glass, 

The  sunbeams  glanced  into  the  shade. 
While  a  pinnacle  near  in  its  glow  flashed  the  clear, 

Golden  light  where  the  shadows  were  laid. 
There  the  sunlight  beamed  through  the  ethereal-blue, 

A  glory  in  streamers  of  gold, 
And  displayed  in  its  sheen  the  most  soul-lifting  scene 

That  mortal  can  ever  behold. 

Here  my  heart  found  delight,  all  my  toil  to  requite, 

As  my  eyes  o'er  the  glacier  could  trace, 
In  each  view  that  I  saw,  the  transcendence  of  awe, 

In  the  grandeur  of  silence  and  space. 
And  my  eyes  oft  explored  what  my  being  adored 

In  the  realm  of  magnificent  scenes, 
And  my  soul  felt  the  dower  of  invisible  power 

That  in  the  high  places  convenes; 
The  invisible  power  of  eternity's  hour, 

The  faith  that  through  grandeur  is  shown, 
Where  the  soul  may  aspire,  in  its  greatest  desire, 

To  know  even  as  it  is  known, 
And  closely  attune  all  its  powers  to  commune 

With  God,  that  all  thought  must  enthrone! 
Maywood,  California  JOSEPH  LONGKING  TOWNSEND 


CHIVALRY* 

By  Elder  John  F.  Bowman,  Member  of  the  General  Board 

Y.  M.  M.  I.  A. 

We  are  told  by  a  great  many  that  there  is  a  movement  in  the 
world  today  known  as  "the  youth  movement."  It  is  rather  evident 
on  every  hand;  that  is,  there  are  evidences  indicating  that  there  is 
a  tendency  on  the  part  of  our  modern  youth  to  disregard,  to  some 
extent,  our  traditions,  our  customs,  and  our  practices,  to  withdraw 
further  from  parental  control  and  from  the  leadership  of  the  older 
people.  There  is  a  greater  spirit  of  independence,  a  greater  spirit  of 
experimenting,  a  greater  desire  for  thrills  and  adventures,  probably,  than 
we  have  had  at  any  time  previous  to  this. 

I  hope  and  trust  that  this  "youth  movement,"  if  we  have  such 
a  movement,  is  not  making  and  will  not  make  inroads  upon  many  of 
the  old  virtues:  politeness,  courtesy,  our  respect  for  and  attitude 
toward  women.  In  the  search  for  thrills,  I  hope  our  youth  of  this 
generation  will  not  go  beyond  the  bounds  of  propriety.  There  is  a 
tendency  along  that  line.  I  hope  that  their  conscience  will  keep 
quickened  to  that  point  that  it  will  warn  them,  and  they  will  be  pre- 
pared to  stop  before  they  proceed  beyond  the  bounds  of  propriety. 

The  love  of  women  and  the  attitude  of  men  toward  women,  and 
the  respect  of  men  for  women  have  resulted  in  some  of  the  greatest  of 
our  literature,  music,  art,  culture.  Some  of  the  greatest  things  in 
the  world  have  resulted  just  through  these  things.  The  great  Divine 
Comedy  of  Dante  grew  directly  out  of  his  respect  and  his  boyish  love 
of  Beatrice,  which  carried  on  through  his  life.  We  find  the  same  thing 
in  all  of  the  arts.  And  today  we  find  the  influence  of  the  love  of  man 
for  woman  and  his  attitude  toward  women  the  moving  power  propel- 
ling our  men  on  to  great  achievements  and  accomplishments. 

So  we  should  respect  our  women.  Our  minds  should  be  high, 
our  attitude  should  be  clean,  our  thoughts  clean.  Especially  should  we 
impress  upon  our  young  people  the  importance  of  keeping  their 
attitude  right  toward  their  girl  companions.  I  remember  reading,  a  short 
time  ago — and  such  things  as  these  are  common  in  the  papers  now — 
of  a  young  lady,  a  Springville  girl,  who  jumped  from  an  automobile 
and  fractured  her  skull,  and  she  is  probably  in  a  hospital  today  as 
a  result  of  that  jump.  And  now  what  was  the  thing  back  of  that? 
Think  of  it  for  a  minute!  We  have  had  it  happen  time  and  again 
within  the  last  year  or  two.  Many  young  people — I  hope  not  many 
of  them  of  our  Church  young  people — are  in  the  courts  today  because 
of  the  thing  which  caused  that  young  lady  to  jump  from  that  automo- 
bile  in  self-protection — because  of   the   presence   of   an    unclean   man 


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8  70  IMPROVEMENT    ERA 

with  unclean  motives,   who  made  unclean  and  improper  proposals  to 
that  young  lady  on  that  occasion. 

1  was  talking  to  a  young  lady  a  short  time  ago — 
a  girl  in  one  of  our  high  schools — seventeen  years  of  age. 
She  had  been  invited  to  go  out  with  a  young  man,  one  of  the  boys 
of  the  school,  to  a  dance  or  some  other  function,  and  another  young 
man  said  to  her,  "I  would  not  go  out  with  that  boy;  we  know 
things  about  boys  sometimes  that  you  girls  do  not  know.  I  think 
you  ought  not  to  go  out  with  him."  The  boys  had  discovered,  prob- 
ably, a  moral  leper  in  their  community,  and  this  young  fellow,  with 
the  spirit  of  a  real  knight  of  old,  made  it  his  business  to  be  a  pro- 
tector of  this  girl  by  this  kindly  warning — not  a  warning  of  jealousy, 
but  a  warning  which  came  from  the  manhood  of  that  boy's  soul,  his 
desire  to  protect  his  friends. 

That  is  the  attitude  that  our  M  Men,  our  young  men  in  this 
Church,  ought  to  take  toward  their  girl  companions.  They  ought  to 
remember  the  love  of  their  mother,  the  respect  they  have  for  their 
mother,  the  ends  to  which  they  would  go  in  the  protection  of  a 
sister.  They  ought  to  realize  that  these  other  girl  companions  are 
sisters,  perhaps,  of  dear  friends.  It  is  their  business,  it  is  their  duty 
as  men  of  God  in  this  Church  to  be  protectors,  defenders  of  the  rights 
and  the  virtues  of  their  girl  companions  and  associates.  That  should 
be  the  business  of  every  young  man  in  this  Church.  If  there  is  a 
moral  leper  and  they  know  of  it,  it  is  their  business,  as  it  was  the 
business  and  duty  of  this  young  man  to  whom  I  have  referred,  to 
protect  them  against  that  type. 

Have  you  people  ever  thought  of  the  scarlet  woman  and  the  dope 
fiend?  In  prosecuting  here  in  this  county,  a  number  of  years  ago, 
my  duties  brought  me  in  contact  with  that  type  many  times.  I  have 
seen  them  in  the  opium  joints  here  in  this  city.  They  are  not  as 
common  here  today.  And  I  have  seen  some  of  our  girls,  brethren, 
lying  in  those  opium  dens  in  some  of  the  alleys,  under  the  influence 
of  opium.  And  I  have  seen  the  scarlet  women.  I  had  something  to 
do  with  the  closing  of  the  old  stockade  here,  the  segregated  district! 
I  understand  something  about  those  people.  The  thought  I  want  to 
impress  upon  you  is  this — what  was  the  cause  of  the  downfall  of 
those  women?  Was  it  a  man?  In  most  cases,  it  was  a  man  who 
brought  those  women  down  to  that  situation  of  degradation. 

We  are  told  that  the  worth  of  souls  is  great,  that  if  one  labors  all 
his  life  and  saves  but  one  soul,  his  reward  will  be  very  great.  That  soul 
will  go  on  and  on  and  on,  and  will  draw  many  after  it.  In  the 
Celestial  Kingdom  of  God,  eventually,  that  soul  may  reach  the  stage 
of  godship  itself  and  likewise  those  it  draws  after  it.  What  joy  to  the 
one  who  has  been  in  any  degree  responsible  for  so  glorious  an  ac- 
complishment! Then  again,  what  is  the  result  to  one  in  any  degree 
responsible  for  a  soul  cast  down  to  hell?  Keep  in  mind,  too,  that 
just  as  the  soul  that  proceeds  on  to  the  heights  of  glory  draws  many 


CHIVALRY  8  7 1 

after  it,  so  docs  the  one  that  proceeds  along  the  downward  course 
drag  many  along  with  it;  it  never  walks  alone,  or  falls  alone.  Do 
you  think  one  could  sit  smugly  in  his  exaltation,  in  a  state  of  glory 
and  happiness,  with  one  of  these  latter  to  his  credit?  Of  course  you 
don't. 

So,  it  is  our  business,  my  brethren,  to  be  protectors,  just  as  were 
the  knights  of  old — protectors  of  the  virtue  of  women.  The  order  of 
knighthood  was  organized  with  that  as  one  of  its  chief  objectives; 
one  of  the  chief  purposes  of  knighthood  in  mediaeval  times,  between 
the  ninth  and  twelfth  centuries,  was  the  protection  of  the  virtue  of 
women  and  exemplars  of  virtue  themselves.  You  remember  the  beau- 
tiful saying  of  Tennyson's  Sir  Gallahad, 

"My  strength  is  as  the  strength  of  ten, 
Because   my   heart   is  pine." 

That  was  the  spirit  of  the  ancient  knight.  Let  that  be  the 
spirit  of  our  modern  knight,  our  youth,  to  make  it  his  business  to  be 
a  protector  of  the  virtue,  all  the  virtues,  of  our  girls  and  women. 

Would  any  of  our  boys  offer  a  cigarette,  or  a  drink  of  liquor 
to  a  girl  companion  for  whose  protection  he  should  feel  charged 
with  responsibility?  Would  he  embrace  her  in  the  dance  with  any 
unholy  or  unclean  thought?  Would  he  stand  in  the  presence  of  others, 
unheard,  where  such  a  thing  was  done,  or  would  he  arise  in  the  dignity 
of  his  young  manhood,  mindful  of  the  holy  priesthood  which  he  bears 
and  its  responsibility,  and  challenge  the  proposal  of  the  unthoughtful 
one?  Shame  on  the  fellow  who  stands  idly  by  when  his  girl  com- 
panion is  placed  in  even  the  slightest  danger  by  the  unclean  or  un- 
thoughtful fellow,  when  his  blood,  when  his  priesthood,  when  his 
heart  of  hearts  should  fairly  shout  within  him  to  speak  in  protection 
of  his  friend! 

May  the  Lord  help  us  to  impress  upon  our  M  Men,  and  other 
young,  men  in  the  Church,  the  importance  of  their  responsibility  of 
being  protectors  of  our  girls,  of  being  challengers  to  all  who  challenge 
the  virtue,  the  integrity,  the  purity  of  our  young  women.  May  the 
Lord  help  us  to  impress  upon  them  the  importance  of  this  mission  of 
manhood  and  of  membership  in  the  Church,  I  pray,  in  the  name  of 
Jesus  Christ.     Amen. 


A  MAN   AMONG  MEN* 

By  Richard  R.  Lyman,  of  the  Council  of  the  Twelve,  and 
Assistant  Superintendent  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A. 

The  aim  of  the  Church  is  to  train  a  generation  of  young  men 
,  and  women  and  bring  them  up  as  they  ought  to  be  brought  up,  to 
make  them  perfect,  as  nearly  as  possible,  even  as  our  heavenly  Father 
is  perfect. 

While  we  appreciate  the  value  of  the  softer,  the  milder  and  the 
gentler  virtues,  we  realize  that  if  we  are  to  have  a  strong  generation 
of  young  men  and  women,  they  must  have  those  stern  and  hardy 
qualities  which  are  essential  to  men  among  men.  This  American, 
Col.  Charles  A.  Lindbergh,  in  whose  honor  the  world  celebrates  today, 
has  these  sterling  qualities.  His  time  has  been  devoted  to  things 
worth  while.  He  has  lived  strictly  in  accordance  with  the  ideals  of 
our  own  Church,  the  ideals  of  all  churches,  the  ideals  of  all  philoso- 
phers. He  began  his  tour  without  liquor,  without  tobacco,  without 
tea,  without  coffee.  His  life  has  been  such  that  he  has  made  of 
himself  a  man  thoroughly  efficient,  seemingly,  in  all  respects. 

The  struggle  in  the  Church  is  to  bring  up  a  generation  of  people 
who  will  have  the  power  to  resist  evil,  who  in  these  modern  days 
of  swift  living  will  be  able,  when  temptation  appears,  to  say,  No,  and 
to  say  that  word  effectively;  to  have  the  ability  to  say:  "Temptation, 
step  aside;  Satan,  get  thee  behind  me!"  We  realize  that  the  idea  of 
bringing  up  a  generation  of  people  in  idleness  is  a  mistaken  one. 
We  are  struggling  to  teach  our  people  the  dignity  of  true  labor,  the 
dignity  of  work,  the  value  of  effort.  We  are  struggling,  not  to  avoid, 
but  to  overcome  difficulties.  We  are  teaching  our  young  folks  to 
expect  to  meet  difficulties  and  to  have  the  power  to  force  their  way 
through  or  to  overcome  these  difficulties.  We  are  teaching  our  young 
people  to  understand  that  work  is  a  blessing  and  not  a  misfortune. 
We  are  aiming  to  teach  our  young  folks  not  to  look  forward  or 
struggle  to  secure  easier  lives,  but  our  effort  is  to  procure  stronger 
men.  We  are  not  bringing  up  a  generation  that  will  £eek  for  easy 
tasks,  or  for  tasks  that  are  equal  to  the  powers  that  we  possess,  but 
we  are  struggling  to  bring  up  a  generation  of  people  with  powers 
equal  to  whatever  task  comes.  We  are  teaching  these  young  folks  to 
remember  that  into  the  conqueror  comes  the  strength  of  the  conquered. 
It  makes  no  difference  what  the  struggle  is  that  is  put  forth,  whether 
we  are  struggling  with  a  mathematical  problem,  with  a  problem  in 
history,  or  a  problem  on  the  farm — whatever  difficulty  we  encounter 
— the  overcoming  of  the  difficulty  is  the  thing  that  brings  strength. 


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Lake   City,    Saturday,    June    11,    1927. 


A   MAN   AMONG   MEN  873 

The   strength  of   the  thing  conquered  goes  into  him   who   does  the 
conquering. 

We  are  aiming  to  teach  our  young  folks  to  turn  their  hard 
experiences  into  capital  that  may  be  used  for  future  struggles.  We 
are  trying  to  bring  up  a  generation  of  young  folks  filled  with  am- 
bition, who  will  be  actually  looking  for  an  opportunity  to  assume 
responsibility  and  be  able  to  bear  off  that  responsibility  nobly  and 
manfully.  We  are  aiming  to  bring  up  a  generation  of  young  folks 
who  will  be  filled  with  that  particular  quality  which  the  world  is 
struggling  to  find,  and  for  which  the  world  is  willing  to  pay.  We 
call  it  dependability.  I  am  going  to  name  five  fundamentals  that 
must  come  into  the  makeup  of  anyone  who  expects  to  be  truly  a  man 
of  power  among  the  men  of  the  world. 

First,  health.  President  Bryant  S.  Hinckley  has  already,  in  this 
meeting,  told  us  so  much  upon  that  subject  that  I  will  but  mention  it. 
The  young  man  of  today,  the  modern  youth,  is  likely  to  feel  that, 
having  been  born  into  a  new  and  different  world,  having  been  brought 
up  in  the  days  of  the  automobile,  the  flying  machine,  and  the  radio, 
he  must  live  faster,  proceed  more  swiftly  than  those  who  came  into 
the  world  and  lived  in  the  world  during  the  days  of  the  ox-team  and 
ox-team  methods. 

I  read  recently  an  article  by  Henry  Van  Dyke.  He  told  of  a 
young  man,  one  of  these  modern  fellows,  who  had  been  left  a  small 
fortune,  at  the  time  of  the  death  of  his  father  and  mother.  He  had 
spent  a  large  portion  of  this  money  going  to  a  well-known  law  school, 
and  he  came  out  of  that  law  school  a  modern  young  man,  with  two 
outstanding  qualifications.  One  of  these  was  high  honors,  and  the 
other,  expensive  habits.  Friends  of  his  father  invited  him  to  join  an 
old  law  firm.  These  men  with  experience  and  men  with  gray  hair 
gave  the  boy  a  place. 

"Ah,"  he  said,  "I  am  modern,  I  have  been  graduated  from  this 
law  school  with  honors;  I  cannot  stand  around  and  proceed  by  this 
ox-team  method.  I  am  of  the  modern  generation;  mine  is  the  auto- 
mobile, mine  is  the  flying  machine,  mine  is  the  radio  method."  So 
he  left  the  old  firm  and  started  in  business  for  himself.  In  the  course 
of  a  little  time,  he  found  himself  in  bad  company.  He  found  himself 
doing  things  that  were  not  proper.  He  would  roll  over  in  the  morn- 
ing, rub  his  eyes,  and  begin  to  come  to  consciousness,  and  he  would 
say,  "I'll  cut  it  out;  I'll  cut  it  out!"  But,  Henry  Van  Dyke  says, 
"Modern  youth,  ordinarily  hasn't  the  ability  to  resist  the  sharpness  of 
the  knife,  when  it  comes  to  cutting  out  bad  habits."  The  young 
man  said,  "I'll  cut  it  out;  for  me  there  shall  be  no  more  drunkenness, 
no  more  immorality,  no  more  gambling,  no  more  crookedness."  Any 
one  of  these  will  wreck  an  individual,  i  and  any  one  of  these,  if  carried 
to  extremes,  will  wreck  any  nation  or  any  people — drunkenness,  im- 
morality, gambling,  crookedness. 

We  have  in  the  Church  the  Word  of  Wisdom.      "Oh,"   some 


8  74  IMPROVEMENT    ERA 

people  say,  "what  harm  comes  from  a  cup  of  tea?  What  harm  comes 
from  a  cup  of  coffee?  What  harm  comes  from  one  glass  of  beer  or  one 
cigarette?"  In  the  language  of  David  Starr  Jordan,  "All  this  means 
is  a  little  pinch  of  sand  put  in  the  grease."  We  believe  that  these 
little  differences  in  these  modern  times,  days  of  swift  travel,  may  mark 
the  difference  between  success  and  failure. 

The  importance  of  an  annual  physical  examination,  as1  President 
Hinckley  said  this  morning,  is  that  we  must  first  be  strong 
physically,  if  we  are  to  be  men  among  men.  The  first  and  most 
important  thing,  health,  means  that  we  are  first  good  animals,  with 
good  stomachs,  good  appetites,  good,  clean  and  healthy  bodies. 

The  second  fundamental,  if,  in  our  organizations,  we  are  to  make 
men  who  will  be  men  among  men,  is  education.  I  am  not  referring 
necessarily  to  the  training  we  get  in  the  school  room,  but  to  the  study 
that  makes  people  know  things.  How  much  better  to  have  the  reading 
habit,  and  the  ability  to  remember,  than  to  have  a  college  education 
without  that  habit.  There  are  those  who  are  great  readers  and  who 
seem  to  know  everything  about  everything.  It  was  said  of  one  man 
in  this  city,  a  great  scholar  and  a  great  philosopher,  that  in  the  days 
of  his  boyhood  he  read  every  book  in  the  county  where  he  was  born. 
If  we  are  to  be  men  among  men,  we  must  be  more  or  less  familiar 
with  the  world.  I  wish  I  had  the  language  of  President  Ivins,  and  I 
wish  I  could  say  what  I  have  heard  him  say.  Why,  he  says,  "I  do 
not  need  to  go  away  from  home;  I  have  walked  along  this  river,  I 
have  sat  by  the  side  of  this  philosopher,  I  am  familiar  with  what  is 
going  on  in  this  city,  and  what  is  going  on  at  the  top  of  this  moun- 
tain." All  these  things  come  to  the  man  who  is  a  reader,  to  the  man 
who  is  a  student,  to  the  man  who  reads  and  remembers. 

We  talk,  these  days,  much  about  salesmanship.  There  are  no 
other  people  in  the  world  who  need  salesmanship  as  we  need  salesman- 
ship. No  other  people  have  so  valuable  wares  to  dispose  of.  We  Latter- 
day  Saints  are  called  upon  to  preach  the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ  to  all 
people  in  all  the  world — not  to  the  poor  alone,  but  to  the  rich  also: 
not  to  the  ignorant  alone,  but  to  the  intellectual.  If  we  are  to  do 
this  successfully,  we  must  have  salesmen  of  the  highest  order.  I 
studied  salesmanship  once,  and,  in  the  book  of  instructions,  I  read  in 
one  place — and  I  say  this  to  all  of  you,  especially  to'  those  who  go 
abroad  to  preach  the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ — "Remember,  every  man 
is  approachable  along  some  line.  If  you 'will  find  it  and  follow  it  up, 
you  will  succeed." 

Long  years  ago,  a  little  salesman  of  the  name  of  Paul,  squint-eyed, 
it  is  said  in  the  description  I  have  read,  covered  with  dust,  but  a  man 
among  men,  walked  into  the  city  of  Athens.  He  was  handicapped,  as 
I  say,  by  his  size,  handicapped  by  his  clothing,  covered  with  grime 
and  dust  and  dirt.  Howeyer,  he  walked  right  into  the  center  of  the  city. 
But,  a  man  among  men,  he  knew  the  method  of  approach,  he  was  the 
master  of  the  situation.     He  had  this  thing  I  am  talking  about,  that  we 


A   MAN    AMONG    MEN  875 

call  education.  He  knew  and  he  understood.  Hear  the  wisdom  when  he 
said,  in  substance.  "M?n  of  Athens,  I  want  to  congratulate  you  on 
having  so  wonderful  a  line  of  religions.  [Why,  anybody  would  listen 
to  that.]  For  as  I  passed  through  your  city  I  perceived  that  you  not 
only  had  altars  erected  to  all  the  known  gods,  but  that  you  had  even 
erected  one  inscribed  'To  The  Unknown  God.'  Now,  it  is  a  curious 
coincidence  that  the  very  God  whom  you  have  been  worshiping  without 
knowing  him,  is  the  God  I  represent."*  A  man  among  men,  who 
knew  the  situation!  How  important  for  the  man  who  goes  into  the 
mission  field  to  know  something  of  the  people,  to  know  something 
of  their  language!  If  he  is  in  a  community  of  farmers,  he  ought  to 
know  something  about  farming,  or  if  he  is  in  a  community  of 
manufacturers,  he  ought  to  know  something  about  manufacturing.  He 
ought  to  be  familiar  with  *the  method  of  approach.  He  has  need  ot 
this  great,  broad  education  of  which  I  speak. 

Long  years  ago,  the  scribes  and  pharisees  presented  a  woman  who 
had  been  guilty  of  serious  wrong-doing  to  the  Master  among  men, 
aye,  to  the  King  of  kings,  who  understood,  who  was  master  of  the 
situation.  And  they  said,  "Master,  ought  she  not  for  this  offense  to 
be  stoned?"  The  Man,  who  was  a  man  among  men,  knowing  the 
situation,  said,  "He  that  is  without  sin  among  you,  let  him  first  cast 
a  stone  at  her."  The  aim  of  the  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day 
Saints,  in  training  young  men,  in  this  great  organization,  is  to  make 
of  these  young  men,  men  among  men,  masters  of  the  situation. 

If  we  are  to  act  as  salesmen  in  an  efficient  way,  there  are  three 
things  we  will  have  to  do;  first,  make  friends — and  let  me  say  to  you 
that  in  your  own  private  business,  in  your  own  calling  through  life, 
as  well  as  in  the  preaching  of  the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ,  whenever 
you  make  an  enemy,  unless  there  is.  a  tremendous  principle  at  stake, 
you  make  a  mistake.  Make,  first,  friends:  next,  investigators,  and 
third,   converts. 

On  this  matter  of  education,  let  me  say,  the  whole  world  gets  out 
of  the  way  for  the  man  who  seemg  to  know,  for  the  man  who  seems  to 
speak  with  authority,  for  the  man  who  appears  to  know  where  he  is 
going.  In  these  days — and  I  know  it  is  true  in  our  own  state — a  high 
school  education  is  within  the  reach  of  practically  every  boy  and  every 
girl.  In  other  words,  we  are  giving  to  the  young  people  in  the  state, 
in  the  Church,  what  Garfield  said  is  the  birthright  of  every  American 
citizen.  To  lead  and  teach  effectively,  a  trained  and  educated  genera- 
tion, we  must  know,  we  must  have  the  experience,  we  must  be  able  to 
speak  as  one  having  authority. 

Third,  economic  independence.  If  we  are  to  be  men  among 
men,  we  must  not  be  in  dire  poverty.  He  who  i9  hungry, 
ragged,  in  debt,  cannot  hold  up  his  head,  cannot  be  a  power  in  the 
world,  cannot  wield  influence.     If  he  is  to  have  influence,  if  he  is  to  be 


*Quotati»n  from  The  Book   That  Has  Helped  Most  In^  Business. 


8  76  IMPROVEMENT    ERA 

a  man  among  men,  he  must  have  some  financial  strength.  There  are 
two  periods  in  life  that  ought  to  be  free  from  the  necessity  of  earning 
a  living.  One  of  these  is  childhood.  No  child  ought  to  be  compelled 
to  work  to  get  its  daily  bread.  The  other  period  is  old  age.  Those 
who  are  aged  ought  not  to  be  required  to  toil  for  their  daily  bread. 
Now,  if  the  aged  and  children  are  not  required  thus  to  toil,  then 
during  the  earning  period  of  life,  everybody  ought  to  save  something. 
No  man,  during  the  earning  period  of  his  life,  has  the  right,  in  my 
opinion,  to  spend  all  that  he  makes.  He  must  lay  by  something  for 
a  rainy  day.  "Oh,  but  we  do  not  make  enough."  He  who  puts  off 
saving  until  earnings  are  large,  and  saving  easy,  will  never  save  any- 
thing. 

The  fourth  fundamental  that  must  be  in  the  makeup  of  the  man 
who  is  a  man  among  men  is  recreation.  The  importance  of  recreation 
has  already  been  emphasized,  more  or  less,  by  President  Hinckley; 
and,  in  a  way,  it  is  the  theme  of  our  whole  conference.  Men  are  to 
be  judged  largely  by  what  they  think,  and  what  they  feel,  during 
their  leisure  moments.  No  man  is  a  great  mathematician  unless  he  has 
formed  a  habit  of  thinking  upon  things  mathematical.  No  man  is  a 
great  historian  unless,  in  his  leisure  moments,  he  is  thinking  of  history. 
A  man  like  Orson  F.  Whitney,  as  he  walks  the  street,  goes  out  on  the 
hill  tops,  thinks  of  poetry,  philosophy,  religion.  That  is  why  he 
is  remarkable  along  those  lines.  In  the  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 
Latter-day  Saints  and  in  these  Mutual  Improvement  organizations,  we 
are  struggling  to  teach  these  young  folks  to  be  busy  every  moment. 
We  are  teaching  them  to  have  time  to  do  everything  worth  while 
by  not  letting  time  find  them  doing  nothing.  And  so  I  say  to  all 
of  you,  if  in  any  moment  of  your  lives,  you  find  yourselves  doing 
nothing,  remember  this  occasion,  and  that  we  ought  to  get  out  of 
every  hour,  dividends  along  one  of  two  lines,  either  in  increased 
knowledge  or  in  healthful  recreation,  and  these  ought  to  be  coming 
by  the  modern,  swift,  quick,  and  vigorous  method. 

Fifth,  religion.  Religion  must  sparkle  in  the  soul  of  every  man 
if  he  is  to  be  a  man  among  men.  There  must  shine  in  him  that 
influence,  that  light  from  heaven  which  shone  into  the  life  of  Saul 
of  Tarsus.  It  changed  him  from  a  man  of  hate  to  a  man  of  love. 
He  was  transformed,  by  that  light  which  shone  from  heaven,  from 
Saul  of  Tarsus  to  Paul  the  apostle.  If  our  lives  are  to  be  successful, 
if  individually  we  are  to  be  men  among  men,  this  element,  religion, 
must  come  into  us.  Religion  brings,  honor,  character,  power.  King 
Albert  of  Belgium  was  asked  to  permit  the  German  army  to  cross  his 
borders,  and  he  answered,  "I  cannot  do  so  in  honor."  Those  words 
will  be  remembered  forever,  "I  cannot  do  so  in  honor."  "Ah,  but 
what  is  a  treaty?  Nothing  but  a  scrap  of  paper,"  said  the  Kaiser, 
"Nothing  but  a  scrap  of  paper."  Well,  one  writer  says  another  mes- 
sage was  sent  to  Albert — I  do  not  know  whether  he  received  it  or 
not,   but  we   do  know,    and   the   world   knows,    that  little  Belgium 


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stood  to  her  guns,  and  maintained  her  honor;  yes,  she  maintained  her 
honor  intact  and  immortally. 

So  these  five  qualities  must  come  into  the  lives  of  the  members 
of  our  Mutual  Improvement  Associations  if  they  are  to  be  powerful, 
strong,  if  their  members  are  to  be  men  among  men;  first,  health;  next, 
education;  third,  economic  independence;  fourth,  recreation;  fifth — 
last  and  most  important  of  all — religion. 

May  we,  I  humbly  pray,  in  our  struggles,  be  courteous  to  our 
fellow-men  in  all  the  world.  May  we  today,  tomorrow,  and  forever 
be  faithful  to  our  friends,  and  may  we  be  true  to  the  teachings,  to 
the  example,  and  to  the  gospel  of  the  Master. 


Winners  in  the  M.  I.  A.  Final  Contests 

In  the  June  conference,  1927,  the  following  groups  received 
first  place  in  the  grand  finals.  Pictures  of  only  those  winning  first 
place  are  given  here.  (For  a  list  of  first  and  second-place  winners 
see  July  Era,  pp.  838-839.) 


M  MEN  QUARTETTE,  SOUTH  SANPETE  STAKE 
Mrs.    George   Beal,    director;    prize,    gold   medals.      Members:      LaVar    Isaacson,    Evan 
Christensen,    Maurice    Nielsen,    George    Jackson. 


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M.   I.   A.   DRAMA,   GRANITE   STAKE 

Miss  Afton  Love,  director;  prize,   gold  medals.  Caste:   Inez  Whitbeck,   Steve  L.  Love, 
Josephine   Fisher,    Geo.   Q.    Spencer. 


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Bentley,    Francis    Swan,    Paul   Warnick. 


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GOD  THE  ARTIST* 

By  Raymond  F.  Peterson 

In  the  dim,  dead  days  gone  by,  God  created  this  world  by  some 
slow,  laborious  process.  As  he  thought  of  the  plan  of  free  agency 
that  he  had  devised,  he  thought  that  he  must  create  a  world  that  would 
inspire  those  men,  those  super-creations,  who  were  to  come  here  to 
dwell,  that  they  would  exemplify  him  in  their  deeds  and  actions.  He 
created  these  humans  with  a  conscience,  a  spirit,  or  whatever  it  is 
your  pleasure  to  call  it,  that  they  might  receive  inspiration  and  be 
guided  aright.  Some  of  his  children  he  created  with  certain  gifts 
that  they  might  inspire  their  fellows.  To  some  he  gave  the  art  of 
painting,  to  some  the  gift  of  music,  and  some  were  given  gifts  of 
modeling  and  sculpturing.  Others  were  given  other  gifts  and  arts. 
These  artists  are,  in  a  true  sense,  men  of  God. 

Who  ever  gazed  on  the  works  of  Raphael,  of  Michael  Angelo, 
or  of  any  of  the  great  painters  and  received  no  inspiration?  Who  ever 
heard  the  "Minuet  in  G,"  "The  Spring  Song,"  "The  Soldiers  Chorus," 
any  of  the  masterpieces  of  music  and  received  in  his  heart  no  desire 
to  do  better  in  the  future?  Who  has  ever  gazed  on  the  works  of  the 
world's  master  sculptors  ahd  felt  unchanged?  Who  has  ever  wit- 
nessed the  works  of  any  of  the  world's  greatest  artists  and  came  no 
nearer  to  God? 

The  beauty  of  it  is,  that  not  only  these  great  artists,  but  many 
of  lesser  fame,  have  these  same  powers  to  bestow  inspiration.  I  re- 
member one  painting  of  our  great,  glorious,  white  Timpanogos.  In 
it  is  some  of  the  inspiration  of  greatness,  of  self-sacrifice,  of  the  big- 
ness of  this  creation.  In  it  is  the  beauty  of  minute  details.  The 
changing  light  brings  changing  effects,  so  that  no  matter  what  my 
mood,  no  matter  what  my  need,  this  picture  serves  to  inspire  me 
to  bigger  and  better  things. 

I  stood  gazing  at  the  picture  in  rapture.  It  was  the  truest 
and  most  beautiful  picture  that  I  have  ever  seen.  But  as  I  walked 
outside  and  saw  the  clouds  rolling,  rolling  off  that  great,  white  moun- 
tain, and  saw  the  sun  burst  forth  in  a  silver  spray  of  sunshine,  com- 
pletely covering  that  vast  expanse  of  pure,  white  Snow,  my  eyes 
dimmed  and  my  throat  caught,  as  I  thought  of  our  weakness,  our  lack 
of  power,  our  utter  inability  to  imitate  the  works  of  God.  In  my 
mind  I  compared  the  painting  with  the  original.  What  do  we  know 
of  art?  Timpanogos  is  his  painting.  We  can't  even  copy  it.  We 
make  our  outlines  on  canvas.     He  blends  his  colors  on  the  horizon. 

What  are  the  masterpieces  of  the  art  of  painting?  The  Madon- 
na of  Raphael?     Mona  Liza?     Perhaps  these.     It  makes  no  difference. 


*The    prize-winning    speech    in    the    Y.    M.    M.    I.    A.    public    speaking   contest, 
June  conference,   1927. 


888 


IMPROVEMENT    ERA 


What  artist  ever  put  into  his  painting  the  beauty  of  the  model  from 
which  it  was  taken?  How  can  the  painting  compare  with  the  true 
beauty  of  the  real  Madonna  and  Child,  the  mother  and  babe?  The 
most  beautiful  pictures  ever  struck  off  the  brush  of  man  have  been 
of  women.  But  what  artist  could  put,  into  his  copy  the  true  bloom 
of  beauty  of  the  original  form  which  he  paints?      What  artist  ever 


RAYMOND  F.    PETERSON,    ALPINE   STAKE;    WINNER   IN  Y.    M.   M.    I.    A. 
PUBLIC    SPEAKING    CONTEST;    PRIZE,    GOLD   MEDAL 

put  the  blush  of  love  and  life  into  his  painting?      Our  God  alone. 

Music  is  said  to  be  the  greatest,  that  is  the  most  universal, 
of  the  arts.  It  has  its  changing  moods.  It  is  the  art  for  every 
circumstance.  It  is  the  art  of  sound,  pleasant  sound.  It  is  the  very 
essence  of  harmony.  Musical  instruments  have  been  designed  to  play 
every  kind  of  music,  for  every  occasion.     What  the  masters  of  this  art 


GOD  THE  ARTIST  8  89 

cannot  do  can  only  be  done  by  that  same  great  Divine  Artist.  For 
who  ever  made  for  us  a  musical  instrument  with  such  quality  and 
beauty  of  tone  as  the  human  voice  that  God  gave  us?  What  musical 
instruments  harmonize  as  do  human  voices?  Oh,  the  Great  Master 
shows  the  way!  Has  Beethoven,  Mozart,  Wagner,  any  of  the  masters 
of  music,  ever  written  a  melody  as  sublime  as  the  music,  the  song,  of 
the  human  heart?  What  musician,  with  his  staffs,  his  bars,  his  sharps 
and  flats,  his  notes,  his  rests,  what  musician  has  ever  put  upon  paper 
harmony  as  soothing,  as  wonderful  as  that  harmony  of  happy,  hu- 
man hearts  in  tune?  The  most  divine  strains  ever  heard  are  the 
strains  of  pure,  innocent  laughter  of  childhood.  Our  God  is  our 
great  musician. 

The  sculptor  has  been  said  to  have  the  rarest  and  the  most  diffi 
cult  of  arts,  the  art  of  molding  and  chiseling  from  clay  and-  stone. 
It  is  indeed  a  rare  art,  and  it  is  rarely  appreciated.  I  admire  and 
try  to  appreciate  the  sculptor,  but  who  ever  modeled  from  clay  a  face 
with  the  character;  the  firmness,  yet  gentleness;  the  love  of  fellows 
and  charity  for  enemies;  the  simplicity,  yet  beauty,  found  in  the  face 
of  Abraham  Lincoln, — man — creation  of  God? 

Who  ever  carved  from  rock  a  scene  as  inspiring  as  the  Grand 
Canyon  of  the  Colorado?  Who  has  made  us  realize  our  own  in- 
significance and  His  greatness  to  such  a  degree?  Who  could,  in  similar 
fashion,  make  us  realize  our  purpose  in  life?  Who  has  ever  chiseled  so 
intricate  shapes  and  shades  as  are  found  in  Bryce  Canyon?  Who 
can  produce  such  art?  Our  God  models  the  beauty  of  his  world  to 
suit  his  best  purposes. 

We  know  a  little  of  art.  We  are  learning  more.  Someday  I 
hope  we  may  become  nearly  as  perfect  as  He  is,  but  until  then  we  must 
study  the  models  of  beauty;  of  grandeur,  yet  simplicity;  of  ruggedness, 
yet  fineness;  of  unparalleled  beauty  of  thpse  inspiring,  over-powering 
works  of  God,   the  artist! 


Immortality 

Even  in   the  form  inanimate, 

We  find  assurance  of  a  life  to  be; 
To  eyes  that  death's  cold  hand  has  touched  and  sealed 

Whence  came  the  force  that  gave  them  power  to  see? 

Are   we  yet  doubters  in  captivity? 

The  lips  that  unresponsive  are  and  chill, 

Once  with   blithe   laughter  rippled;    aye,   and   true 

To  the  endearment  of  caressing  words, 

Unto  their  own  the  hearts  of  others  drew. 
And,  what  of  mind  as  day  by  day  it  grew? 

This   is  not   clay  mechanically  contrived, 

A  puppet  toy;    'tis  immortality. 
Who  can  look  on  the  form  inanimate 

And  say,  This  is  the  end  of  you  and  me? 

The  lifeless  form  portends  a  life  to  be. 
Prozo.   Utah  GRACE   INGLES   FROST 


TEDS    RACE    FOR    LIFE 
By  Carter  E.  Grant,  Jordan  L.  D.  S.  Seminary. 

"Yet  they  heed 

No  word,  and  like  a  river  in  the  Spring, 
They   flood  the  country,   sweeping  everything 
Before  them!      'Twas  not  many  snows  ago 
They   said   that   we  might   hunt   our  buffalo 
In    this,    our   land,    forever.      Now   they   come 
To   break    that   promise.      Shall   we   cower, 

dumb? 
Or  shall  we  say:  'First  kill  us — here  we 

stand'?" 
"The  councillors  were  heard  no  more  that  day; 
And  from  the  moony  hill  tops  all  night  long, 
The  wolves  gave  answer  to  the  battle-song."* 

It  was  a  time  when,  both  north  and  south  of  Salt  Lake  City, 
the  Indians  were  on  the  war-path.  Many  depredations  were  forced 
successfully  against  the  smaller,  outlying  districts.  Not  uncommon 
was  it  for  horses  and  cattle  to  be  stolen;  but  when  a  herd-boy  was 
kidnaped  or  killed,  the  whole  village,  with  sympathetic  assistance 
from  larger  centers,  arose  and  generally  the  marauders  paid  dearly 
for  their  booty  and  cunningness.  But  on  the  occasion  of  Ted's 
capture  and  complete  concealment,  swift  horsemen,  anxious  and 
threatening,  were  foiled  and  outwitted. 

Ted  Booth  was  twelve  years  old  that  very  Spring — a  herd-boy 
of  the  most  trusted  sort;  bare-footed,  generally  without  hat,  with  home- 
spun trousers  and  shirt;  these,  coupled  with  his  faithful  and  ever- 
present  dog,  along  with  "Dandy,"  the  sorrel  pony,  made  up  the 
outfit.  Out  of  the  crimson  west  each  evening,  this  crew  returned 
with  its  flock  to  the  outskirts  of  the  village  of  Brigham  City. 

The  month  of  May  had  blustered  in  backward  and  cold;  all  the 
seasons  happened  in  a  week.  The  worth-while  grass  patches,  far  and 
few  between,  lay  in  the  distant  swales,  off  toward  Bear  River.  Now, 
however,  that  the  Bannocks  and  Utes  had  killed  two  farmers  in 
Cache  Valley,  Ted  was  warned  to  herd  as  near  the  village  as  possible. 
Even  this  was  not  without  its  dangers. 

It  was  Monday  morning,  and  due  to  the  fact  that  President 
Brigham  Young  and  other  authorities  had  been  attending  conference 
the  day  before,  the  herd  on  Sunday  had  been  out  but  little.  By 
sunrise,  the  animals,  gaunt  and  restless,  were  at  the  bars  bawling  and 
'bellowing  resolutely;  but  as  one  of  Ted's  rules  was  that  he,  himself, 
must  open  the  gates,  the  animals  must  wait  the  regular  time.  This 
morning,  however,  just  as  he  was  leaving,  he  had  been  directed  to  the 
supply  store  fc*  a  sack  of  flour.     As  the  store  keeper  was  the  bishop, 

*The  song  of  the  Indian  Wars,  Neihardt,   pp.    5  6-   5  7,    1925. 


TED'S   RACE   FOR   LIFE  891 

and  was  entertaining  visitors  at  breakfast,  there  was  nothing  to  do 
but  wait;  so  wait  he  did. 

Thinking  the  boy  would  return  in  a  half  hour  at  the  most, 
the  widowed  mother  dropped  the  bars  and  freed  her  own  two  restless 
heifers.  Off  they  started,  on  a  half  trot,  for  the  feed-grounds.  Little 
did  she  realize  that  here  was  the  beginning  of  months  of  prayers  and 
tears.  Not  until  the  boy  put  in  his  appearance  and  called  regarding 
the  cows,  did  she  think  of  her  possible  mistake. 

"Which  way  did  they  go?"  anxiously  inquired  Ted,  as  he  turned 
his  restless  young  eyes  over  the  range  to  the  north  and  west. 

"Possibly  they  have  stopped  at  one  of  the  other  gates,"  encourag- 
ingly suggested  the  mother. 

As  he  mounted  his  horse,  Ted  made  no  answer,  but  the  mother 
read  a  look  in  his  eyes  that  made  her  know  that  the  boy  did  not  be- 
lieve that  hungry,  thirsty  cows  had  stopped  anywhere  to  visit  friends. 
Finally  he  exclaimed,  "They  seem  to  have  put  off  toward  the  river. 
Send  Harry  around  to  get  the  herd  out,  and  I'll  ride  across  the 
country  and  head  off  the  heifers  and  return  in  time  to  meet  the  bunch 
above  the  big  draw  in  Billy's  Meadow." 

Ted  took  the  lunch  from  his  mother's  outstretched  hand,  leaned 
down  for  his  usual  kiss — but  this  time  he  got  a  hug  and  two  kisses 
— whistled  for  Fritz,  his  dog,  slapped  his  pony  and  was  off.  The 
mother  followed  down  to  the  clearing  to  scan  the  country  for 
herself.  A  quarter  of  a  mile  westward,  Ted  picked  up  the  tracks  and 
galloped  on  hurriedly.  Turning  to  look  back,  he  saw  his  mother 
standing  in  the  opening.  Out  came  his  red  handkerchief,  up  went 
her  apron;  each  felt  satisfied. 

The  tracks  plainly  showed  that  the  hungry,  empty-uddered 
animals  were  off  for  the  river.  Mile  after  mile  Ted  urged  his  sweating 
horse.  As  he  was  hidden  from  the  village,  past  bluffs  and  swales,  he 
rather  chilled  as  he  thought  of  Indians.  He  hadn't  thought  so 
much  of  danger  until  now.  At  conference,  only  the  day  before,  Presi- 
dent Young  had  warned  the  settlers  to  be  on  their  guard,  to  take  no 
chances  with  the  "Redman,"  at  least  until  tha  present  crisis  was 
past.  Fritz,  with  his  head  low  and  tongue  well  out,  followed  closely 
at  the  pony's  heels.  Into  a  long  meadow  draw  he  sped.  More 
than  a  mile  away  he  caught  a  glimpse  of  his  cows  as  they  were 
turning  past  the  river  bluffs  toward  the  bottoms.  Such  riding  soon 
brought  him  out  on  the  river  meadows,  beyond  the  bluffs  on  either 
side.  Up  stream  a  little  way,  his  animals  were  contentedly  grazing. 
They  had  been  there  before,  so  had  he.  But  now  he  seemed  to  feel 
out  of  place.  As  he  started  toward  the  heifers,  his  eyes  swept  up 
the  river  country.  He  was  more  than  nervously  startled  when  he 
saw  a  large  lodge  of  several  hundred  Indians  on  the  opposite  bank  of 
the  river,  not  a  quarter  of  a  mile  distant.  They  were  hurriedly 
breaking  camp  and  were  moving  westward.  But  that  wasn't  the 
cause  of  his  hair  standing.      Two  bucks,   headed   toward   the   cows. 


892  IMPROVEMENT    ERA 

were  forcing  their  horses  into  the  river,  and,  now  that  he  had  appeared, 
were  hurrying  forward.  Here,  indeed,  was  a  perplexing  situation. 
For  just  a  moment  he  was  distressed.  "I'll  save  mother's  cows,"  he 
exclaimed,  as  he  dashed  forward.  A  moment  later  the  sweating  pony, 
harking  dog,  and  anxious  youngster  were  racing  up  the  ravine. 
Now  that  he  had  taken  their  prize  with  such  speed,  he  thought 
possibly  the  Indians  would  not  follow,  especially  as  the  river  was 
high  and  their  horses  would  be  forced  to  swim.  He  knew  not  then 
how  easily  savages  did  such  stunts. 

The  flock  was  just  racing  out  of  the  draw,  when  suddenly 
they  came  to  a  dead  halt.  The  Redskins  galloped  across 
the  path.  The  dog's  hair  bristled  as  he  gave  a  low,  anxious 
whine,  followed  by  several  sharp  barks.  The  two  foes,  not  a  hundred 
feet  away,  started  toward  the  group.  The  pony  pricked  its  ears.  One 
chance  was  open.  Almost  spontaneously,  Ted  whirled  Dandy  straight 
southward  and  away  they  flew.  "Go  it,  Dandy!  Go  it!"  he  urged 
his  tired  pony,  which  sensed  danger  and  sped  like  the  wind. 

Leaning  low,  one  of  the  half -naked  fellows  pursued,  urging  his 
horse  to  full  speed  and  keeping  well  between  the  boy  and  the  town. 
At  the  end  of  a  quarter  of  a  mile,  they  were  coming  closer  together. 
"Oh,  if  mv  horse  were  just  fresh!"  Ted  half  sobbed,  "I  could  beat 
him,  I  know."  Immediately  ahead,  directly  across  their  path  and 
cut  deep  in  the  clay  formation,  was  a  hidden  ravine,  so  perpendicular 
that  to  fall  into  it  meant  death  for  either  rider.  At  its  very  edge,  he 
tried  to  think,  should  he  turn  his  horse  off  toward  the  river  and 
farther  from  home  and  safety  or  whirl  it  quickly  and  attempt  to  run 
by  his  enemy,  who  now  was  not  ten  yards  distant.  He  chose  the 
latter,  and  as  alert  ag  a  wild  steer,  his  pony  flew  eastward  at  the  very 
heels  of  the  Indian  horse.  Yelling  a  halting  signal,  the  enemy 
whirled  his  own  pony.  Ted  had  the  lead  and,  for  the  first  time,  began 
stinging  his  horse's  sides  with  the  rawhide  whip,  while  he  scanned  the 
country  anxiously.  Once  his  heart  leaped,  then  he  saw  that  what  at 
first  seemed  to  be  horsemen  were  but  low-lying  bushes  in  the  distance. 
Intensely  angered  by  the  tricky  youngster,  the  Indian  followed  fast 
in  death-like  pursuit,  yelling  like  a  Comanche. 

After  a  quarter  of  a  mile  of  such  racing,  Dandy  had  done  his 
level  best.  The  puffing  brute  behind  came  closer  and  closer.  His 
outstretched  head  and  neck  were  at  Ted's  side.  "Wh-ugh!  Wh-ugh!" 
the  big  red  devil  demanded,  as  a  moment  later  he  closed  in  and  grabbed 
the  reins,  bringing  the  chase  by  a  few  halting  jumps  to  a  stand-still. 

Angered,  yet  with  a  feeling  of  triumph,  the  ugly  fellow  ex- 
ultingly  produced  his  tomahawk.  Although  his  speech  was  broken, 
still  his  eyes  talked  all  languages;  and  there  was  no  mistaking  their 
expression  as  he  lifted  high  his  shining  war-hatchet.  The  boy  was 
thus  grimly  introduced  to  what  surely  would  happen  should  he 
show  any  further  inclination  for  escape. 

"Eu  me  boy!  Eu  me  boy!"  he  exclaimed  with  grunted  accent. 


TED'S  RACE   FOR  LIFE  893 

"Kum!"  he  demanded  as  he  harshly  jerked  the  reins  from  his  captive's 
hands  and  began  leading  the  reluctant  and  indisposed,  panting  horse 
and  rider  toward  the  rolling  bluffs  and  long  trails  of  the  mountains 
westward.  Although  Ted  was  a  prisoner,  he  had  by  no  means  Slur- 
rendered.  Again  and  again  he  set  his  eyes  longingly  on  every  distant 
object  lying  between  him  and  the  village. 

The  thought  of  his  dog  jumped  into  his  muddled  brain.  "Fritz! 
Fritz!"  He  half  spoke  the  words  with  a  sob,  as  he  scanned  about, 
fully  expecting  to  see  his  faithful  friend.  The  Indian  immediately 
caught  the  meaning  of  Ted's  uneasiness,  and  turning  abruptly,  with 
anger  and  misgivings,  demanded,  "Wh'r  dog?  Wh'r  dog?"  Then  with 
hand  lifted  for  a  shade,  the  eagle-like  eyes  of  the  Indian  pierced 
the  country  on  every  side,  and  especially  that  toward  the  village, 
His  whole  body  spoke  curses.  When  they  traveled  again,  it 
was  faster.  The  river  was  forded  carefully  but  quickly.  On  the 
opposite  bank,  the  reins  were  thrown  to  the  boy,  and  he  was  com- 
manded, "Gw-on."  The  Indian  pointed  to  the  trail  and  slashed  Dandy 
with  his  rawhide.     On,  on,  mile  after  mile  they  galloped. 

Ted  hoped,  then  prayed  his  boyish  prayers  in  silence — prayed 
that  mother  would  interpret  quickly  the  dog's  early  arrival,  prayed 
that  all  the  men  of  the  village  would  mount  and  pursue  rapidly. 
"Surely,"  he  confidently  exclaimed  to  his  inmost  soul,  "surely,  by 
night  or  early  tomorrow,  they  will  overtake  this  large  crowd.'"  He 
was  glad  there  were  so  many.  In  the  distance  he  could  see  the  camp. 
As  the  two  rode  up,  Ted  caught  enough  of  the  conversation  to  know 
the  cows  had  not  yet  arrived,  and  from  the  gestures,  he  was  sure 
they  were  coming  across  the  country  by  another  route.  All  the 
young  fellows  in  camp  pleasingly  eyed  Dandy  many  times.  Several 
got  upon  his  back,  only  to  be  roughly  dismounted  by  their  elders. 
Dinner,  at  the  various  groups,  was  now  ready.  Ted  brought  out  his 
own,  mashed  lunch,  which  he  was  allowed  to  eat.  When  the  start 
was  made  again,  the  boy  was  transferred  to  a  pack-horse  and  was  tied 
securely.  Then  his  captor  rode  up  quickly  with  a  strip  of  shawl  in  his 
hand,  and  before  Ted  really  knew  what  it  was  all  about,  he  was 
roughly  and  completely  blindfolded.  To  submit  in  silence  was  part 
of  the  prisoner's  privilege — there  was  nothing  else  to  do.  When  they 
started  again,  Ted  soon  found  that  he  and  the  cows  and  a  few  men 
were  leaving  over  a  secret  trail  for  the  Snake  River  country.  "The 
rescue  party — hqw  will  they  find  our  tracks?"  he  sobbed.  Not 
until  far  into  the  night,  did  they  stop,  and  by  day-break  they  were 
moving  again.  The  boy  was  not  tied  this  time,  but  was  again 
blindfolded.  Hour  after  hour  of  forced  darkness  made  him  sea-sick. 
Several  times  during  the  day,  he  wept  bitterly.  Once,  becoming  so 
desperate  with  hopeless  despondency,  he  rashly  tore  off  the  bandage, 
only  to  have  it  roughly  replaced,  amid  unmistakable  warnings  from 
all  present.  Time  wore  on.  Slow  hours  of  darkness  over  difficult 
trails,  coupled  with  no  assurance  whatever  for  the  future,  bred  confused 


894  IMPROVEMENT   ERA 

and  shadowy  forebodings — blacker  than  death  itself.  A  panorama, 
disgusting,  hideous  and  shocking,  mocked  him.  Should  he  be  severed 
from  this  life  with  but  one  stroke  of  a  dashing  tomahawk?  He  felt 
such  would  be  a  welcome  end,  for  then  he  would  go  immediately  to 
join  his  father,  who  had  been  dead  these  three  years.  Then,  as  he 
cast  his  mind  upon  his  mother,  apron  in  hand,  and  felt  again  the  love 
and  confidence  of  that  last  farewell,  pluck  and  courage  filled  his  soul, 
and  forth  in  silence  he  rode,  fighting  despondency.  Pray  he  must — 
pray  he  did  and  felt  better. 

At  last  the  long  journey  was  at  an  end,  and  a  new  life  began. 
Evidently  the  Indians  had  traded  off  his  pony,  for  he  never  saw  it 
again.  Days  lengthened  into  weeks  and  weeks  into  months.  Which 
way  or  how  the  many  formidable  mountain  ranges  were  lying,  between 
him  and  home,  Ted  could  not  possibly  guess  with  any  degree 
of  dependable  accuracy.  But  worse  than  all  phases  of  Indian  life,  was 
the  dirty,  half-cooked,  messed-up  servings  of  food,  to  which  all 
helped  themselves.  He  learned  that  the  name  of  his  captor  was  Deer 
Foot,  while  the  Indian  who  got  the  cows  was  ever  spoken  of  as  Wolf 
Head. 

The  long,  drowsy,  dull  days  of  a  dead,  tedious  Summer  moved 
with  Indian  sluggishness.  The  Redman  was  on  his  vacation,  and 
except  for  satisfying  his  fishing  likes,  he  listlessly  kept  within  the 
shadows  and  thought  little  of  legitimate  self-advancement.  At  last 
Fall  found  their  flickering  fire-side  and  bade  it  burn  brightly  against 
heavily  frosty  nights.  While  yet  the  leaves  of  the  lower  levels  hung 
green,  still  as  the  eye  led  upward  to  ledge  and  crag  and  mountain 
beyond,  the  vegetation  was  seen  to  be  turning  red  and  yellow,  pre- 
paring for  the  snows  of  a  heavy  Winter.  Soon  the  sure  signs  of  an 
Indian  Summer  settled  serenely  and  silently,  bringing  a  mystic,  smoke- 
like mist,  leaving  it  profusely  hanging  over  hill  and  dale  as  far  as  the 
eye  could  see.  But  at  last  the  November  winds,  bold  and  robust, 
plundered  the  trees  of  the  valley  and  cleared  the  shades  from  over  the 
lodges,  which  now  stood  in  bold  relief,  huddled  among  naked  bows 
of  the  low-lands. 

Ted,  tanned  to  a  brown,  by  sun  and  wind,  began  hearing 
wonderful  news.  At  tomorrow's  dawning,  camp  was  to  be  broken 
and  all  were  to  move  many  days  eastward  to  the  place  of  their  usual 
wintering.  On  the  route,  they  were  to  stop  and  exchange  their  un- 
usually large  catch  of  fall  beaver  packs  for  carrots,  onions,  corn  rn^al. 
flour,  etc. 

Up  to  this  morning  of  departure,  Ted  had  never  been  allowed 
to  get  astride  a  horse.  Imagine  now  his  joy,  a9  he  rode  a  small  pony 
along  with  the  other  fellows,  moving  surely  but  slowly  away  from 
Snake  River  Valley  toward  what  he  felt  was  a  better  chance  for 
freedom.  "My  birthday  surely  can't  be  far  off,"  he  reasoned.  "I 
remember  that  this  year  we  thought  it  would  come  on  Thanks- 
giving  day.      From   the   feel   of  the   air,    November   26    isn't  very 


TED'S  RACE  FOR  LIFE  895 

far  away."  Day  after  day  they  traveled;  the  many  valleys  and  ridges 
and  mountains  ran  along  in  bewildering  numbers.  Just  where  they 
were,  Ted  did  not  know — he  must  by  no  means  inquire.  Such 
interest  might  cost  his  present  liberty.  If  possible,  he  would  let 
nothing  take  from  him  this  privilege  which  he  now  so  enjoyed.  At 
last,  about  noon  of  a  certain  day,  there  stretched  before  him  a  sight 
never  to  be  forgotten — Bear  River  Valley  lay  nestling  snugly  beneath 
its  sheltering  mountains.  Quickly  arousing  himself  from  the  fascin- 
ating charm  of  the  almost  bewitching  view,  he  became  decidedly 
neutral  and  indifferent  to  all  surroundings  and  busied  himself  glori- 
ously in  the  braiding  of  his  horse's  main.  He  did  not  fail  to  notice, 
however,  that  Deer  Foot,  with  no  share  of  camp  obligation,  rode 
always  near  at  hand. 

The  noon  stop  lengthened  into  hours,  and  not  until  the  sun 
was  touching  the  western  hills  did  they  move  forward.  As  dusk 
settled  its  November  chill  over  the  riders,  both  Wolf  Head  and  Dear 
Foot  rode  quietly  along  near  Ted  and  his  Indian  pony.  During  the 
night,  they  went  into  camp  about  a  quarter  of  a  mile  west  of  the 
river.  What  disposition  they  were  finally  to  make  of  him,  Ted  tried 
to  reason  out,  but  this  much  was  sure,  he  found,  as  the  days  of 
trading  sped  on,  they  were  allowing  him  not  the  least  chance  of 
escape. 

Among  the  band  of  ponies,  a  little  taller  than  the  rest,  was  a 
rather  lanky,  long-legged,  roan  horse,  skittish  toward  being  roped  in 
the  open.  Being  the  fastest  animal  of  the  bunch,  he  was  regularly 
used  to  lead  the  round-up;  at  least,  when  he  could  be  caught.  No 
one  but  Ted  knew  how  well  this  horse  liked  carrots.  The  boy  and 
Roanie,  all  unobserved,  had  become  confidential  friends. 

All  the  spare  furs  were  now  gone;  to  move  was  the  next  object, 
and  that  before  winter  snows  -  retarded  progress.  The  boy,  still 
hopeful,  grew  more  determined  that,  with  the  first  possible  chance, 
he  would  make  a  dash  for  freedom.  Realizing,  however,  the  results 
of  failure,  he  must  make  no  slippery  turn.  The  morning  for  moving 
came;  they  began  tearing  down  the  camp;  supplies  were  made  ready 
for  packing;  the  horses  had  been  driven  in  and  were  now  quietly 
feeding  a  few  hundred  feet  to  the  south  of  camp.  About  ten  o'clock, 
several  large  flock  of  Canadian  geese  came  honking  up  the  river. 
Circling  about  a  few  times  a  half-mile  or  so  above  the  camp,  they 
finally  lit.  Never  before  had  Ted  seen  so  much  excitement  among  the 
young  fellows.  All  ran  for  their  guns  except  a  few  of  the  older 
heads.  Even  Wolf  Head  and  Deer  Foot  were  persuaded  to  let  some 
of  the  younger  hunters  take  their  guns.  All  seated  themselves)  close 
about  their  fires  and  silently  waited  the  cracking  of  the  muskets. 

Ted  quietly  felt  in  his  pocket;  yes,  it  contained  two  carrots; 
and  secretly  concealed  in  his  clothes  was  a  small,  short,  Indian  bridle 
rope,  the  jaw  style  used  by  this  band  exclusively.  The  wait  was 
longer  than  expected.     The  squaws  were  calling  to  "Pack  up!"  Just 


896  IMPROVEMENT   ERA 

then  one  of  the  bucks  in  an  impatient  and  commanding  mood  ex- 
claimed, "Out,  get  horses,  boy.  Bring  'em  in.  Go!"  And  as  Ted 
started  southward  he  was  interrupted  with,  "No  ride  'em.  You  walk 
'em."  The  boy  nodded  his  understanding  of  the  orders.  As  he 
stepped  forward  his  heart,  pounding  heavily,  seemed  to  be  right  up 
in  his  neck,  then  his  breath  came  so  fast  that  he  was  rather  over- 
supplied,  and  greatly  feared  that  his  very  manner  of  walking  would 
betray  his  determination  before  he  should  reach  the  horses. 

"Bang!  Bang!"  Blustered  the  guns  in  unison,  amid  shouts 
of  men  and  cries  of  rising  geese.  Not  even  this  noise  made  Ted  look 
back.  His  chance  was  here!  He  must  take  it  right  now,  and  on  but 
one  horse;  and  that  was  Roanie.  He  knew,  however,  that  no  one 
outside  of  camp  had  successfully  put  a  rope  around  his  neck.  Could 
he  do  it?  That  was  the  question.  The  horses  now  ceased  eating, 
lifted  their  heads  and  watched  Ted,  as  he  came  forward  mincing  a 
carrot. 

"Come  Roanie,  come  Roanie,  come  Roanie,"  gently  and  per- 
suasively entreated  the  boy.  "Come  on,  old  fellow;  come  on."  The 
big  roan  pricked  his  ears,  stood  with  head  and  tail  lifted,  then  with 
a  decided  little  neigh,  left  the  bunch  and  came  striding  straight  toward 
the  approaching  carrot.  For  the  first  time,  the  excited  boy  glanced 
toward  camp.  The  Indians  had  dropped  their  blankets  and  were  stand- . 
ing  watching  every  move  intently.  "Shall  I  try  it?  Shall  I  try  it?" 
he  repeated  quickly  to  himself,  as  he  produced  the  remaining  carrot 
for  the  fascinated  horse.  Here  was  the  horse,  there  was  the  river,  ?.nd 
then  the  long  chase.  He  patted  Roanie's  neck  and  at  the  same  moment 
produced  his  rope  which,  in  another  instant,  was  fastened.  A  grasp 
of  the  heavy  mane,  a  quick  leap  and  he  was  astride  the  prancing 
steed.  Before  the  horse  had  taken  two  leaps  with  its  tail  toward 
camp,  the  shouts  of  outwitted,  angry  savages  met  his  ears.  How  he 
must  flee!  A  race  for  life,  indeed!  Make  it  or  die  in  the  attempt.  He 
was  determined!  No  thought  of  ford  or  trail,  straight  for  the  river 
bluffs  he  flew.  Over  their  edge  and  down  through  the  stinging 
brush  and  willows  he  fairly  tore,  sticking  like  a  leach.  Here  was  the 
river,  deep  and  eddying.  Slacking  a  little,  the  horse  gave  a  plunge. 
Only  Ted's  head  and  shoulders  (remained  above  water.  Up  they 
bobbed,  however,  and  struck  out  for  the  opposite  bank,  the  horse 
swimming  wonderfully.  Up  the  frosty  incline  on  the  other  side, 
through  trees  land  bushes,  the  half-drowned  horse  and  rider  hurried. 
As  they  reached  the  higher  ground,  a  hundred  yards  farther  on,  the 
boy  turned  in  time  to  see  his  pursuers  on  their  ponies,  racing  down 
the  opposite  incline  toward  the  river.  With  the  ceasing  of  their  shouts, 
Ted  read  their  cold  determination. 

The  youngster  felt  every  muscle  of  Roanie  tighten  as  he  cleared 
small  washes  or  swerved  a  bit  to  miss  badger  holes  and  mounds.  The 
heavy,  fog-like  mist  was,  fast  disappearing.    Far  beyond,  the  mountains. 

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TED'S  RACE  FOR  LIFE  89? 

all  ghost-like,  towered  upward.  How  far  he  was  from  the  village, 
he  could  not  guess;  possibly  a  dozen  miles,  but  he  was  not  sure. 

On  long,  hard  chases  he  had  ridden  before,  at  least  one  was  still 
fresh  in  his  mind.  '  That  such  speed  as  he  now  wasi  flying  would 
soon  wind  his  horse,  he  fully  knew;  so,  talking  gently  to  Roanie,  he 
began  tightening  the  reign.  He  was  a  mile  or  more  from  the  bluffs 
of  the  river  before  he  turned  to  have  a  look  at  his  pursuers.  Astonished 
almost  to  bewilderment,  he  saw  no  Indians,  everything  behind  was 
clear.  "They've  had  trouble  at  the  river!"  he  exclaimed  half  aloud. 
Pulling  up  his  horse  a  bit,  he  rode  more  leisurely,  but  still  going  at  a 
lively  gallop.  "I  guess  they  knew  they  couldn't  catch  Roanie," 
and  he  leaned  forward  and  stroked  the  faithful  animal''s  neck. 
"There'll  certainly  be  something  doing  when  they  return  to  camp 
empty  handed,"  he  continued.  Again  he  sent  his  eyes  on  every  side, 
but  no  Indians,  not  a  living  thing  in  any  direction.  Then  all  of  a 
sudden,  he  remembered  his  former  capture.  "Possibly  the  Indians  are 
following  some  hidden  ravine  again,"  he  exclaimed,  at  the  same  time 
loosening  the  rein  and  sending  his  horse  with  more  speed.  Anxious, 
almost  beyond  power  to  think  effectively,  he  sent  his  well  trained  eyes 
over  the  range  on  every  side,  and  doubly  so  toward  the  breaks  of  the 
river.  Suddenly  he  was  startled,  far  in  the  lead  there  appeared  what 
seemed  to  be  two  galloping  horsemen,  rising  and  falling  along  the  sky 
line.  Then,  to  his  joy,  he  made  them  out  to  be  two  large  black  crows 
in  the  distance,  flapping  along  the  horizon.  It  is  peculiar  how  such 
birds,  seen  in  the  mist  beyond,  so  nearly  resemble  moving  horsemen.  Al- 
most anything  could  now  happen,  and  he  felt  he  wouldn't  be  surprised. 
Mile  after  mile  past  low  hills  and  shallow  hollows  they  clattered. 
Swiftly,  but  stealthily,  out  from  behind  a  line  of  mounds  and  bluffs, 
some  two  or  three  miles  away,  raced  four  riders.  Ted  was  horrified! 
He  saw  the  break-neck  speed  at  which  they  were  rushing  to  cut  off 
his  lead  and  chances  for  safety. 

"I'll  pull  toward  the  mountains,"  he  half  cried  in  his  fearfulness, 
"then  they'll  have  to  ride  within  a  mile  of  the  village  to  cut  me  off." 
So  saying,  he  quickly  swung  his  horse  farther  to  the  eastward.  Roanie 
seemed  to  sense  the  danger.  He  needed  no  urging.  "Surely  someone 
will  see  us,"  the  boy  rightfully  reasoned,  "see  our  race  and  know 
something  is  wrong."  It  was  not  so  to  be,  however,  for  all  the 
villagers  were  at  church,  this  Thanksgiving  morning. 

Much  to  Ted's  relief,  two  of  the  Indian  ponies  were  lagging; 
and,  already,  were  figured  out  of  the  race.  Would  the  others  do 
likewise?  Their  animals  had  raced  farther  and  a  little  faster,  besides 
carrying  more  than  double  Roanie's  load.  Swiftness,  yet,  might  turn 
the    tables   toward   him.  His     horse     showed     no     signs    of     ex- 

haustion and  ran  with  resolute  firmness.  As  they  sped  over  the  ground, 
Ted  again  leaned  forward,  patting  his  horse's  neck  and  talking 
confidently  to  him.  Roanie  nodded  his  nose  somewhat,  gave  a 
little  whinny,  as  if  saying.  "We'll  make  it!  We'll  make  it!" 


898  IMPROVEMENT   ERA 

Ted  did  not  know,  then,  that  Roanie  also  was  racing  home:  — 
back  to  freedom  and  the  place  of  his  birth.  He,  too,  had  been  stolen 
the  very  Sunday  of  conference,  six  months  before,  the  day  before 
Ted  had  left  for  the  river. 

The  race  was  now  fast  drawing  to  a  climax! 

The  two  Sioux,  not  two  minutes  ahead,  were  plainly  coming 
between  the  boy  and  the  village.  By  urging  their  weary  ponies  to  their 
very  utmost,  they  would  soon  be  just  ahead  and  in  his  direct  path. 
Leveling  his  eye  at  his  enemy,  as  they  leaned  close  to  their  horses, 
Ted  was  doing  his  best  to  make  out  their  indentity,  when  sud- 
denly they  raised  a  little.  One  look  was  .sufficient.  His  former 
captors,  firm  and  set,  were  before  him — Deer  Foot  and  Wolf  Head! 

A  sickening,  mental  echo  of  the  past  few  months  flew  through 
his  vision.  Then  followed  thoughts  of  failure,  accompanied  'with 
anticipated  sorrows,  all-  whirled  fanciful  and  ghost-like  before  his 
staring  eyes.  With  so  dulling  a  sensation  was  he  struck  that,  for  the 
moment,  he  seemed  gripped  fast  with  perplexing  despair.  He  felt 
himself  racing — speeding — possibly  toward  grim  death.  A  gnawing 
sorrow  sapped  his  strength.  In  this  moment  of  intense  anguish, 
remembering  home  and  mother,  he  cried  half  aloud,  "O  Father  in 
heaven,  please  help  us.     Bless  Roanie  and  me!" 

Having  expressied  his  inmost  soul,  he  felt  somewhat  relieved. 
A  moment  later,  a  rather  strengthening,  sustaining  feeling  flushed 
over  him.  Faster  and  deeper  raced  his  courage.  Filled  with  this 
new  firmness  and  supporting  vigor,  he  tore  forward,  almost  de- 
fiantly. A  fortitude  unknown  to  him  previously,  clothed  him  in 
boldness.  On  he  flew  like  a  young  David  to  the  fray!  This  changed 
attitude  not  only  heightened  his  own  fearlessness,  but  it  seemed  to  have 
impressed  his  charging  steed  as  well.  Horses  are  won't  to  be  as  brave 
as  their  masters. 

Quick  as  a  flash,  he  flipped  the  tiny  rope-rein  up,  over  the 
horse's  head,  between  its  cars  and  back  along  its  neck  to  his  hand.  He 
must  leave  nothing  dangling  for  a  help  to  the  foe.  With  this  loose- 
ning of  the  rein,  the  big  roan  swerved  a  bit  and  shot,  arrow-like, 
showing  an  amazing  burst  of  speed,  on  a  bee-line  toward  home  and 
the  enemy.  With  simultaneous  movement,  the  other  horsemen  whirled 
their  racing  ponies  head-long  toward  the  charging  pair;  then  rising 
upon  their  horses  with  arms  swinging  high  and  furiously,  and 
cunningly  maneuvering  in  a  manner  known  only  to  th?  Redman,  the 
two  riders,  hot  with  anger,  screeched  shrill,  blood-curdling  war- 
whoops  that  at  any  other  moment  would  have  halted  and  stampeded 
a  battalion.  But  not  so  now!  With  bounding  leaps,  the  courageous 
roan  fairly  shot  into  the  conflict.  Ready  for  the  fierce  struggle,  Ted 
flatly  clinched  himself  to  his  dashing  horse.  In  that  second  of 
excitement  he  saw  the  determined  dare-devils,  Deer  Foot  and  Wolf 
Head,  suddenly  whirl  themselves  and  ponies  broad-side,  directly  before 
the  very  nose  of  Roanie."     That  instant  lively  things  happened,     An 


TED'S  RACE  FOR  LIFE  899 

impelling  collision  and  smashing  mix-up,  mingled  with  shouting 
riders  and  plunging  horses,  produced  a  thrilling  battle-scene  not  soon 
to  be  forgotten.  Ted  saw  one  horse  and  rider  before  him,  sprawling 
on  the  frozen  ground.  His  own  horse,  half  down,  now  plunged 
forward  over  the  struggling  body  of  Deer  Foot.  Ted  closed  his  eyes 
as  the  clattering  feet  of  his  horse  brought  cries  of  pain  from  the 
half-senseless  antagonist  beneath  him.  Roanie  righted  himself  quickly 
on  all  fours  and  again  flew  toward  safety,  like  a  frightened  partridge. 

"Go  it,  Roanie!  Go  it,  go  it!  We've  beaten  'em  surely  this 
time!"  cried  the  triumphant  lad.  A  moment  later  he  ventured  to 
look  back.  There  on  the  frosty  battle-ground,  huddled  in  a  heap, 
was  Deer  Foot,  with  Wolf  Head  leaning  over  him.  Close  •  i-side  the 
pair,  two  panting  ponies,  jaded  and  fatigued,  with  head:  lowered 
and  ears  drooping  waited  in  silence. 

The  program  at  the  rock  meeting  house  was  ju>.  finished. 
Thoughts  of  savory  odors  of  sweet-meats  and  baking  turkey  whetted 
the  appetite  of  old  and  young  alike.  Suddenly  the  patter  of  hoofs 
filled  the  air!  "An  Indian  boy!"  was  the  first  alarming  shout.  Then 
as  the  rider  raced  right  up  to  the  church  steps  and  came  to  a  sudden 
stop,  a  new  cry  arose, — "It's  Ted!  It's  Ted!"  they  fairly  screamed  in 
unison. 

Out  through  the  door  tumbled  fathers,  mothers,  children,  and 
grandparents.  Sought  by  old  and  young,  Ted  was  fairly  snatched 
from  Roanie's  back  and  carried  in  the  arms  of  everyone,  including 
a  weeping  mother;  while,  at  the  same  time  with  extraordinary  genius, 
he  tried  to  answer  a  hundred  questions,  fired  in  score-like  collections. 


The  Day  is  Done 

Behind  the  tall,  majestic  mountains  in  the  west, 
The  sun  sinks  low  to  hide  her  golden  light; 

The  shadows  glide  like  thieves  from  cliff  to  cliff, 
And  all  the  land  around  awaits  the  night. 

The  weary  tiller  of  the  soil  plods  slowly  home, 

His  manly  frame  is  stooped,  his  head  is  low; 

Before  him  plays  his  young  and  sturdy  son, 

With  eyes  still  bright  and  rosy  cheeks  aglow. 

Along  the  winding  path  the  cows  meander  home; 

Their  bells  chime  low,  sweet  music  as  they  walk; 
Far  up  among  the  shadows  of  the  deep  ravines, 

The  shepherd  sings  to  gather  in  his  flock. 

Slowly  the  soft,  red  glow  dies  in  the  azure  sky, 
As  fast  behind  the  mountains  sinks  the  sun, 

And  weary  nature  heaves  her  tired  sigh; 

She  seems  to  say  again,   "The  day  is  done." 

Clifton,     Idaho  BEATRICE     WILLIAMS 


BUILDING     ON      THE     BEGINNINGS 
IN  IRRIGATION* 

The  Possibilities  of  Irrigation  in  Utah  and  the  West 
of  Great  Import  to  Young  Men. 

By  Jerald  E.  Christiansen 

The  beginnings  in  irrigation  were  made  in  the  remote  past, 
probably  soon  after  agriculture  was  first  practiced.  A  number  of 
references  are  made  to  it  in  the  Old  Testament.  The  great  empire 
of  Babylonia  depended  upon  irrigation  for  its  very  existence.  Baby- 
lon was  built  upon  the  Euphrates  River  in  the  midst  of  the  desert  of 
Mesopotamia.  Egypt  has  irrigated  since  prehistoric  times  and  was  early 
called  the  "granary  of  the  world."  In  the  days  of  Joseph,  the  people 
came  into  the  valley  of  the  Nile  to  buy  corn  during  periods  of  famine. 
Irrigation  was  practiced  in  Italy  by  the  early  Romans,  in  Spain  by  the 
Moors  over  a  thousand  years  ago,  and  in  China  and  India  since  before 
the  dawn  of  history. 

Irrigation  has  been  practiced  also  on  the  American  continents 
since  time  immemorial.  There  is  ample  evidence  that  irrigation  was 
an  age-old  practice  in  many  places  in  the  United  States,  Mexico,  and 
South  America,  when  Columbus  discovered  America.  In  northern 
Chili  are  ruins  of. an  ancient  civilization,  so  old  that  tradition  has  no 
record  of  its  existence.  The  practice  of  irrigation  is  very  much  in 
evidence  by  the  remnants  of  old  ditches  and  canals.  In  the  Salt  River 
Valley,  of  Arizona,  are  the  remains  of  an  extensive  prehistoric  irriga- 
tion system  that  covered  fully  two  hundred  fifty  thousand  acres. 

Modern  irrigation  had  its  birth  with  the  arrival  of  the  "Mormon" 
Pioneers  in  Salt  Lake  Valley  on  July  24,  1847.  The  land  was  so  dry 
that  it  was  necessary  to  turn  water  out  of  City  Creek  to  moisten  the 
ground  before  it  could  be  plowed.  This  was  the  first  irrigation  on 
a  community  scale  by  the  Anglo-Saxon  race.  These  hardy  pioneers 
are  given  credit  and  the  honor  of  founding  the  practice  of  modern 
irrigation,  because,  in  the  words  of  Dr.  John  A.  Widstoe,  they  "con- 
tinued to  work,  dug  extensive  canals,  brought  thousands  of  acres  under 
irrigation,  devised  methods  of  irrigation,  established  laws,  rules  and 
usages  for  the  government  of  populous  settlements  living  'under  the 
ditch;'  in  short,  they  developed  permanent  irrigation  agriculture  on  a 
community  scale,  under  the  conditions  and  with  the  knowledge  of 
modern  civilization." 

The  advancement  of  irrigation  in  the  United  States  has  been 
due  chiefly  to  private  enterprise.  At  present,  there  are,  approximately, 
nineteen  million  acres  under  irrigation,  of  which  about  one-third  has 
been  developed  by  partnership  or  individual  effort;  one-third  by 
mutual  companies,   and   one-fifth   by  commercial  companies    and  ir- 


*Valedictory    address    at    the    commencement   exercises    of    the    Utah    Agricultural 
College,   192  7. 


BUILDING    ON    THE    BEGINNINGS    IN    IRRIGATION  901 

rigation  districts.  The  remaining  one-tenth  has  been  developed  by 
public  agencies;  largely  by  the  United  States  Bureau  of  Reclamation 
and  the  Indian  service. 

The  Reclamation  Act  of  1902  was  the  first  real  step  of  the 
Federal  Government  into  the  problems  of  reclamation.  This  act 
created  the  Reclamation  Fund  from  the  sale  of  public  lands  in  the 
western  states  to  be  used  as  a  revolving  fund  for  the  construction  of 
irrigation  works.  The  cost  of  the  construction  was  to  be  paid  back 
without  interest  within  a  period  of  twenty  years.  This  was  the  firsc 
subsidy  made  by  the  Federal  Government  for  the  advancement  of 
irrigation.  Thus  far  more  than  one  hundred  fifty  million  dollars 
have  been  spent  in  this  work.  The  total  irrigated  area  now  served 
by  the  Bureau  of  Reclamation  is  about  1,300,000  acres. 

Modern  irrigation  has  not  been  confined  to  the  United  States. 
India  irrigates  two  and  a  half  times  the  area  that  we  do.  Large 
areas  are  also  irrigated  in  France,  Spain,  Italy,  Russia,  Egypt,  Ar- 
gentina,  Chile,   Mexico,   Japan  and  Australia. 

That  the  extension  of  irrigation  is  a  vital  problem,  is  apparent 
from  a  brief  survey  of  the  growth  of  the  world  population,  which 
has  increased  from  about  nine  hundred  millions  to  more  than  eighteen 
hundred  millions  during  the  last  one  hundred  years.  In  other  words, 
from  the  beginning  of  the  human  race  until  the  end  of  the  first 
quarter  of  the  nineteenth  century,  the  population  had  grown  to  only 
nine  hundred  millions,  and  during  the  brief  period  of  one  hundred 
years,  it  has  more  than  doubled.  New  countries  have  been  settled; 
vast  areas  have  been  brought  under  cultivation;  modern  irrigation 
has  had  its  birth  and  has  become  a  very  important  factor  in  the 
production  of  the  world's  food  supply; — all  within  this  brief  period  of 
time. 

Professor  East,  of  Harvard  University,  says  that  the  world 
population  is  now  increasing  as  rapidly  as  at  any  time  during  the 
past,  and  he  estimates  that  the  annual  increase  is  about  twelve 
millton  people.  The  better  lands  of  the  earth  are  already  under 
cultivation.  Large  areas  in  some  of  the  semi-arid  regions  of  the 
world,  which,  without  irrigation,  are  not  adapted  to  the  rotation  of 
crops,  are  becoming  depleted  in  soil  fertility  and  are  going  back  into 
barren  wastes.  With  the  more  complete  control  of  the  water  by 
irrigation,  live-stock  farming  and  crop  rotation  may  be  practiced 
and  thus  the  fertility  of  the  soil  may  be  maintained. 

The  problem  confronting  the  United  States  is  somewhat  similar 
to  that  of  the  world,  but  the  rate  of  population  increase  is  much 
higher.  Our  population  has  grown  from  less  than  15  millions  to 
approximately  110  millions  during  the  last  century.  At  the  present 
rate  of  increase  it  will  double  every  thirty-eight  years.  In  order  to 
take  care  of  our  normal  growth,  we  must  increase  our  production 
by  better  methods  of  agriculture,  and  by  bringing  a  large  area  of  new 
land  under  cultivation.     Part  of  this  area  will  come  from  the  clearing 


902  IMPROVEMENT   ERA 

of  forests,  part  by  the  drainage  of  swamp  lands,  but  a  large  part  must 
come  from  the  reclamation  of  the  arid  West.  We  must  build  on  the 
beginnings  in  irrigation.  In  order  that  our  building  will  be  perma- 
nent, it  must  be  gradual  as  needed.  At  the  present  time  there  is  a 
temporary  over-production  of  agricultural  commodities.  However,  in 
the  building  of  irrigation  projects,  we  must  look  into  the  distant 
future.  After  three-quarters  of  a  century  of  activities  in  Utah,  we 
have  reclaimed  from  the  desert  only  1,370,000  acres.  Our  ultimate 
irrigated  area  will  probably  be  nearly  4,000,000  acres, 

There  are  three  essentials  to  meet  the  future  needs  of  reclamation: 
First,  engineering  skill;  second,  scientific  irrigation  knowledge;  and 
third,   cooperation  of  the  people. 

The  beginners  of  modern  irrigation  in  America  built  low  diver- 
sion weirs  across  the  smaller  streams  out  of  loose  rock,  brush  and 
timber.  No  great  engineering  skill  was  required.  Today  the  building 
of  irrigation  projects  demands  the  construction  of  large  and  expensive 
storage  dams,  tunnels  and  canals.  For  example,  the  American  Falls 
Dam  on  the  Snake  River  in  Idaho,  recently  completed  at  a  cost  of 
approximately  eight  million  dollars,  will  store  enough  water  to  cover 
all  of  Utah's  irrigated  area  to  a  depth  of  about  fifteen  inches.  The 
proposed  Colorado  River  development  includes  the  construction  of 
one'  dam  that  will  be  nearly  twice  as  high  as  any  dam  in  the  World, 
and  that  will  hold  back  fifteen  times  as  much  water  as  the  American 
Falls  Dam,  or  enough  to  cover  the  irrigated  area  in  Utah  to  a  depth 
of  about  nineteen  feet.  The  magnitude  of  the  water  pressure  against 
this  dam  will  be  enormous.  For  example,  each  foot  of  length  must 
resist  a  pressure  of  nearly  5,000  tons. 

Of  equal  importance  to  the  building  of  massive  irrigation  dams, 
is  the  acquirement  and  dissemination  of  scientific  knowledge  con- 
cerning irrigation  practice.  Water  supply  is  the  limiting  factor  in 
western  irrigation  expansion.  The  determination  of  what  the  engineer 
has  termed  'the  duty  of  water,"  is  one  of  the  most  difficult  problems 
to  be  solved.  What  area  of  land  shall  be  irrigated  with  a  given 
quantity  of  water?  What  are  the  best  practices  in  the  economical 
utilization  of  this  water?  The  pioneers  were  not  concerned  with 
these  questions;  there  was  plenty  of  water  for  all.  Men  of  vision 
early  saw  the  coming  need  for  scientific  knowledge  that  would  lead  to 
the  solution  of  these  problems.  Agricultural  colleges  and  experi- 
ment stations  have  contributed  greatly  to  the  needed  information. 
To  illustrate,  as  a  result  of  more  than  100,000  determinations 
of  the  moistuse  content  in  the  soil  before  and  after  irrigation,  it  is 
now  possible  for  the  irrigation  engineer  to  tell  the  irrigator  just  how 
many  hours  it  is  necessary  to  run  an  irrigation  stream  on  an  acre  or 
land  properly  to  moisten  the  soil. 

The  third,  but  most  important,  essential  for  the  ultimate  develop- 
ment of  our  agricultural  resources  is  cooperation  of  the  people.  The  out- 
standing factor  in  the  success  of  the  founders  of  modern  irrigation 


BUILDING    ON    THE    BEGINNINGS    IN    IRRIGATION  903 

was  the  cooperative  spirit  that  existed.  With  the  development  of 
our  state,  man  has  become  less  dependent  upon  his  neighbors,  and  that 
spirit  of  cooperation  has  decreased.  Today  there  are  large  numbers 
of  independent  irrigation  companies  diverting  water  from  the  same 
source  and  conveying  it  through  parallel  canals  to  neighboring  lands. 
Cooperation  means  the  consolidation  of  these  organizations  for  the 
distribution  and  more  economical  utilization  of  the  water.  For  in- 
stance, in  Cache  Valley  there  are  forty-five  independent  companies 
distributing  water  for  about  one-fifth  the  area  that  is  served  by  one 
irrigation  district  in  California.  The  success  of  irrigation  demands 
the  close  cooperation  which  has  been  well  described  by  Dr.  John  A. 
Widstoe  in  the  following  words:  "The  nature  of  irrigation  is  such 
as  to  bring  into  close  social  relationship  the  people  living  under  the 
same  canal.  A  common  interest  binds  them  together.  If  the  canal 
breaks,  or  water  is  misused,  the  danger  is  for  all.  In  the  distribution 
of  the  water  in  the  hot  summer  months,  when  the  flow  is  small  and 
the  need  great,  the  neighbor  and  his  rights  loom  large,  and  men 
must  gird  themselves  with  the  golden  rule.  The  intensive  culture, 
which  must  prevail  under  irrigation,  makes  possible  close  settlements, 
often  with  villages  as  a  center.  Out  of  the  desert,  as  the  canals 
are  dug,  will  come  great  results  of  successful  experiments  in  intimate 
rural  life;  and  out  of  the  communities  reared  under  irrigation  will 
come  men  who,  confident  that  it  is  best,  can  unflinchingly  consider 
their  neighbors'  interests  with  their  own;  and  who,  therefore,  can 
assume  leadership  in  the  advancing  of  a  civilization  based  upon  order 
and  equal  rights." 

Logan,   Utah  I 

"Old  Faithful"  Geyser 

Yellowstone  National  Park 

The   wonder-geyser  that   I   am   has   won   for  me  much  fame; 
My  work  is  prompt,  I  never  fail,  Old  Faithful  is  my  name. 
For  years  I  played,  while  Redman  gazed  with  fear  into  my  dell; 
They  seemed  to  think  this  part  of  earth  was  nothing  short  of  hell. 

But  now  I  cheer  the  crowds  that  throng  to  me  from  every  clime, 
Who  fear  m:  net.  but  gaze  with  awe  upon  my  work  divine. 
I  caus.  ^ne  pi.  -'d  to  think  of  God,  whose  foot-stool  is  the  earth; 
I  cause  the  nuck  to  ponder  deep  into  my  wonder-birth. 

My  allied  forces,  deep,  unknown,  are  held  from  those  who  gaze. 
Who  only  see  my  spouting  force,  that  sprays  in  different  ways. 
The  heating  plant  beneath  my  crown  is  great,  and  greater  still 
Than  men  would  think,  if  they  but  knew  the  work  of  nature's  will. 

I'm  proud  to  serve  the  men  today,  who  seek  in  nature's  life 
An  atmosphere  to  build  them  up  beyond  the  fangs  of  strife. 
Gird  up  your  loins,  declaring  now,  you  are  to  live  and  try 
To  do  your  bit,  while  here  on  earth,  as  faithfully  as  I. 
Mink    Creek,    Idaho  CHRISTEN    HANSEN 


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O-und,  The  Arrow  Maker 

By  H.  R.  Merrill 

Among  all  the  white  people  of  Utah  there  is,  perhaps,  no  person 
more  interested  in  the  Redman  and  his  waysi  than  is  O-und,  the 
arrow  maker,  known  to  his  friends  as  Mormon  B.  Selman.  Brother 
and  Sister  Selman  spent  many  years  of  the  best  part  of  their  lives 
as  missionaries  among  the  Indians,  where  they  both  learned  to  ap- 
preciate the  Redman  and  his  ways. 


O-UND,   THE   ARROW  MAKER,   HIS  TEPEE  AND  BUCKSKIN 

Brother  Selman  became  so  interested  in  the  Indian  language  and 
in  the  task  of  teaching  his  dusky  brothers  that  he  attempted  a-n 
Indian  dictionary,  in  which  he  has  spelled  most  of  the  Indian  words 
and  has  given  their  English  equivalents.  This  little  dictionary  is 
of  unusual  interest  as  many  of  the  Ute  words  are  beautiful  and  poetic 


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in  their  suggestivcness.  From  it  one  can  learn  much  of  the  Indian 
method  of  thought. 

To  hundreds  of  Boy  Scouts,  Mormon  B.  Selman  is  known  as 
O-und,  which  really  means,  I  am  told,  "the  arrow  maker."  At  making 
bows  and  arrows,  he  is  especially  adept.  He  usually  carries  a  good 
bow  and  a  quiver  of  fine  arrows  whenever  he  goes  out  in  his  Indian 
regalia.  With  these  weapons  he  is  a  fair  shot.  As  old  as  he  now  is, 
O-und,  were  he  turned  loose  in  the  Kaibab  forest  with  no  implements 
of  any  kind,   would  be  able  to  find  a  good  living. 

Besides  being  an  arrow  maker,  he  is  expert  at  tanning  buckskin 
in  the  true  Indian  fashion.  He  can  make  moccasins  and  bead  them 
with  the  best  of  the  Indian  artists  even  yet.  Recently  he  has  been 
at  work  upon  a  pair  of  beautiful  moccasins,  which  will  be  of  con- 
siderable value  when  they  are  finished. 

Nothing  pleases  Brother  Selman  more  than  to  dreSs  in  his 
Indian  suit  and  take  the  part  of  his  red  brethren  in  the  dance  or  in 
other  activities.  Many  a  person  well  acquainted  with  Indians  has 
mistaken  him  for  one  when  he  has  been  so  dressed. 

At  his  home  in  northeastern  Provo,  he  is  often  found  at  work 
on  some  Indian  implement  or  piece  of  clothing.  On  his  lawn  he 
usually  has  a  fine  tepee  standing  among  his  trees.  He  says  that  on 
his  lot  he  can  find  plenty  of  arrow  material  and  other  woods  for 
his   Indian   work. 

Last  Fall  he  came  into  possession  of  several  deer  skins,  th: 
buckskin  manufactured  from  which  you  may  see  in  the  photograph, 
lying  on  the  side  of  the  tepee. 

Though  he  is  mdre  than  seventy  years  of  age,  he  is  unusually 
spry.  Each  Summer  for  the  past  few  years  he  has  climbed  Timpan- 
ogos  in  moccasins  and  war  paint,  bow  and  arrow  in  hand.  He  gave 
the  boys  a  genuine  thrill  at  the  Timpanogos  Scout  camp,  when  he 
baited  a  bear  with  honey  and  was  able  to  show  them,  by  means  of 
his  tracks,  where  bruin  had  visited  the  spot  during  the  night  time. 
Again  they  were  pleased  when,  upon  finding  a  cow  that  had  been 
dead  but  a  short  time,  he  showed  them  how  to  secure  sinew  for  their 
bow-strings  and  how   to   spin   it. 

O-und  is  an  interesting  character.  Scouts  everywhere  in  the 
Timpanogos  council  know  him  and  love  him  for  his  kindness  and  his 
helpfulness  and  great  store  of  knowledge  of  the  woods. 

State  Commercial  Contest  at  B.  Y.  U. 

East  met  West  and  Catholics  met  Protestants  at  the  State  Com- 
mercial Contest  which  was  conducted  at  Brigham  Young  University  on 
Friday,  April  1.  Although  only  its  third  year,  the  contest  was 
participated  in  by  141  high  school  students  of  Utah  in  the  typewriting 
and  shorthand  departments. 

A   feature  of  the  contest  was  the  visit  of  George  L.   Hossfeld, 


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of  New  York  City,  present  world  champion  typist  and  the  only 
individual  who  has  had  this  honor  for  five  years.  Mrs.  Elizabeth 
Adams,  of  the  Gregg  Company  of  San  Francisco,  was  representative 
from  the  Pacific  Coast,  and  these  enthusiasts  exemplified  in  a  mature 
way   the  enthusiasm   which   the  youthful  contestants  radiated. 

A  free  trip  to  New  York  City,  given  by  the  Underwood  Company 
to  the  winner  in  the  first-year  typewriting  event,  was  won  by  Miss 
Beth  Christensen,  of  Richfield  high  school.      This  is  the  second  year 


STATE    COMMERCIAL    CONTEST   HELD   AT   B.    Y.    U. 


this  high  school  has  won  this  honor.  Individual  honors  were  won 
by  Donna  Leak,  Davis  county  high  school  (Kaysville),  and  Clars 
Pace,  Payson  high  school,  in  the  shorthand  event;  and  in  typewriting  by 
Beth  Christensen.  Richfield  high  school;  Louis  \V.  Darby,  Granite  high 
school  (Salt  Lake  City)  ;  Lorin  \V.  Wheelwright,  Ogden  high 
school;  Willma  Boyle,  B.  Y.  U.  high  school  (Provo) ;  Dorothy 
Coons,  Richfield  high  school;  lone  Christensen,  North  Sevier  high 
school  (Salina)  ;  Max  Bee,  Provo  high  school;  Clyde  Sandgren,  Provo 
high  school;  and  Lorna  Jensen,  B.  Y.  U.  high  school.  School  honors 
included  pennants  given  by  Brigham  Young  University  and  loving 
ct:ps  given  by  the  Utah  Power  and  Light  Company  and  the 
Mountain  States  Telephone  and  Telegraph  Company.  They  were  won 
by  Richfield  high  school  in  the  shorthand  event,  and  B.  Y.  U.  high 
school  (Provo),  Lincoln  high  school  (Provo),  and  North  Sevier 
high  school    (Salina),  in  the  typewriting  events. 

The  contest  was  taken  charge  of  by  A.  Rex  Johnson  and  E.  H. 
Holt  of  Brigham  Young  University.  These  contests  are  open  only  to 
regular,  enrolled  students  in  the  high  schools  of  the  State. 


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907 


PROVO  L.  D.   S.  SEMINARY.  DEDICATED  SATURDAY.  MAY  21.    1927. 
BY  ELDER  GEORGE  F.  RICHARDS.  OF  THE  COUNCIL 
OF   THE   TWELVE. 
In   front,   left  to  right:      Victor  Anderson,  Ezra  Stuki.  H.  Alva  Fitzgerald,  Jesse 
Washburn,    seminary    teachers.      Elder   George   F.   Richards,   President  Thomas  N. 
Taylor  of  Utah  stake.  Elders  J.  Wm.  Knight  and  Simon  P.  Eggcrtson,  counselors. 


Photo  by  Howard  B.  Anderson,  Denver. 
From   the  oil  shale   in   the   black  ledges  of  this,   the   Government  Experimental  plant, 
near  Rifle  Colorado,  is  extracted  a  gallon  of  oil  per  ton  of  shale.     The  Colorado  river 
and  the  Pike's  Peak  Ocean  to  Ocean    (P.  P.  O.  O.)   highway    are  in  the  foreground. 


HEAPS  OF  PEARL-PRODUCING  CLAM  SHELLS 


CLAM    FISHING 

The  New  American  Industry 

By  Alice  B.  Palmer 

The  enormity  and  wonder  of  the  fresh-water  clam  situation 
in  this  country  is  little  realized  as  yet. 

Several  years  ago,  this  new  industry,  called  Clam  Fishing,  sprang 
up  in  the  United  States  and  has  made  rapid  progress  with  the  last  ten 
years.  The  fresh-water  clam  was  scarcely  known  in  this  country, 
while  the  well  known  ocean  clam  held  full  sway.  . 

The  discovery  was  made  by  some  fishermen  along  the  Mississippi 
River.  They  not  only  located  the  dams,  but  la<ter  found  that  they 
contained  beautiful  pearls,  far  superior  in  every  way  to  the  famous, 
so-called  ocean  pearl. 

At  first  their  chief  object  in  gathering  these  clams  was  for  the 
pearls  alone;  but  later  the  commercial  value  of  the  shells  themselves 
became  apparent  when  they  found  that  pearl  buttons  could  be  cut 
from  them.  Now,  there  are  large  pearl-button  factories  throughout 
the  United  States  which  turn  out  millions  and  millions  of  them 
annually. 

The  producers  of  this  industry  are  called  clammers.  They  camp 
along  river  banks  with  the  necessary  equipment  and  take  out  tons  and 
tons  of  these  wonderful  shells  which  they  ship  to  the  various  button 
factories.  The  price  ranges  from  $40  to  $100  a  ton  according 
to   the   market. 

When    what  is  known  as  a  virgin  river    is  discovered,  they  have 


CLAM  FISHING  909 

been  known  to  take  out  a  ton  a  day;  but  on  used  streams  the  average 
is  three  to  four  tons  a  week. 

In  the  spring  of  the  year,  when  the  rivers  are  high,  flat-bottom 
clam  boats  are  used  which  are  manipulated  by  aid  of  long  ten-foot 
poles  instead  of  oars. 

To  these  boats  are  attached  what  is  known  as  drags.  They  are 
twelve-foot  iron  rods  with  two-foot  lengths  of  manila  rope  attached 
two  inches  apart.  Upon  the  end  of  each  rope  is  a  six-inch  iron  hook 
having  four  prongs. 

This  drag  is  fastened  to  the  side  of  the  boat,  lengthwise;  but 
when  in  use  it  is  lowered  into  the  water,  from  the  end  of  the  boat,  and 
left  from  fifteen  t6  twenty  minutes.  Then  it  is  raised  and  contains 
from  one  shell  to  a  hundred,  according  to  the  clam  bed. 

Clams  lie  in  beds  of  sand  or  gravel  known  as  pockets  to  the 
clammer;  and  when  one  of  these  is  struck,  he  calls  it  a  gold  mine,  for  it 
takes  several  days  to  take  them  all  out. 

Then  in  July  and  August  comes  what  they  call,  "Picking."  The 
river  becomes  shallow  and  it  is  possible  to  wade  about,  gather  the 
clams  as  you  would  pebbles  and  fill  a  boat  in  a  very  short  time. 

Now  there  is  a  process  to  prepare  them  for  shipping.  Large 
steam  cookers  are  made  from  sheet  steel  and  set  over  a  hollow  dug  in 
the  ground.  This  is  filled  with  clams  and  covered  with  water.  Then 
after  steaming  for  ten  minutes,  they  are  forked  out  on  a  long  table 
where  the  meats  drop  out  leaving  the  shells  clean,  which  are  then 
thrown  into  a  heap  upon  the  ground.  Now  the  meats  left  upon  the 
table,  which  have  been  separated  from  their  shells,  are  examined  for 
pearls,  slugs  and  barnques. 

The  pearls  lie  within  the  lip  of  the  clam,  having  a  protection  of 
only  a  thin  outer  skin.  By  running  the  fingers  over  this  portion  one 
is  able  to  feel  a  hard  substance  if  there  is  a  pearl;  and  when  this  skin 
is  removed,   the  lustrous  king  of  jewels  is  revealed. 

The  slugs  and  barnques  are  the  mis-shaped,  off-size,  undeveloped 
pearls  which  are  to  be  found  on  the  opposite  side  of  the  clam  meat. 
These  are  more  plentiful  and  are  sold  at  from  $4  to  $10  an  ounce. 

Several  marvelous  pearls  have  been  found  in  this  country  within 
the  past  ten  years  which  have  been  sold  at  fabulous  prices  to  the 
Royalty  of  Europe.  Then  there  have  been  many  which  have  been 
sold  in  the  United  States  for  thousands  of  dollars. 

A  merchant  from  Chicago,  while  camping  for  recreation  along 
the  Fox  River  of  Illinois,  became  interested  in  the  great  enterprise.  He 
sold  out  his  business  in  the  city  and  entered  into  this  branch  of 
business  exclusively.  After  five  years  he  was  able  to  retire.  It  seems, 
he  struck  one  of  those  virgin  rivers  in  the  state  of  Michigan  when  the 
market  price  on  shell  had  reached  its  height  of  $100  a  ton.  He  took 
out  six  car  loads  in  one  season,  besides  finding  several  valuable  ball 
pearls  and  one  hundred  ounces  of  slugs. 

Think  of  the  possibilities  in  this  field  of  industry,  which  is  yet 
practically  in  its  infancy.      It  is  really  surprising  how  few  people  in 


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the  United  States  realize  the  true,   inner  facts  concerning  this  great 
American  discovery;  yet  it  has  been  open  to  all  who  care  to  investigate. 

Elgin,  III.  

A  Wonderful  Snowstorm 
By  Joseph  C.  Bentley,  President  Juarez  Stake 

This  last  Winter,  in  the  Mexican  colonies,  was  unusually  void 
of  storm  and  moisture,  so  much  so  that  as  Spring  and  early  Summer 
(the  dry  seasons  of  the  year)  approached,  prospects  for  crops  were 
very  discouraging.  An  unusually  large  acreage  of  grain  had  been 
certain.  There  had  been  no  rain  or  snow  fall  in  the  mountains  to 
speak  of,  water  in  the  rivers  was  very  low,  and  crops  already  needing 
irrigation,  which  was  out  of  the  question  without  rain  or  snow. 

This  was  the  condition  of  the  people  of  Colonia  Dublan,  when 
Bishop  Anson  B.  Call  told  the  people,  the  Sunday  before,  that  the 
regular  Fast  Day  in  March  would  be  set  apart  for  special  fasting  and 
prayer  for  rain  and  moisture.  He  told  the  people  of  the  ward  that 
if  anyone  had  aught  against  his  neighbors,  to  settle  during  the  week — 
make  special  mention  in  their  family  prayers  for  rain,  bathe  their 
bodies,  put  on  clean  ^lothes,  and  come  to  Sacrament  meeting  Sunday 
afternoon,  united  and  fasting.  He  asked  the  people  to  pray  for  the 
man  who  had  been  appointed  to  take  the  lead  in  prayer  on  Fast  Day, 
and  bore  his  testimony  that  the  Lord  would  hear  and  answer  their 
prayers.  The  people  accepted  the  instructions  and  all  seemed  united 
in  carrying  out  the  wishes  of  the  bishop. 

Sunday  morning,  March  6,  was  a  clear,  beautiful  morning,  not 
a  cloud  to  be  seen.  The  Spirit  of  the  Lord  was  poured  out  on  the 
people,  and  earnestly  they  fasted  and  prayed  for  moisture,  so  much 
needed.  Sunday  night  the  clouds  began  to  appear,  and  Monday  morn- 
ing it  was  slightly  raining.  At  night  everything  was  clear  and  calm. 
Tuesday  and  Wednesday  the  sky  was  also  clear,  but  Thursday  the 
wind  began  to  blow  and  during  the  night  it  commenced  to  snow  so 
that  by  Friday  morning  there  were  about  eight  inches  of  snow  in  the 
valley  and  from  sixteen  to  twenty-two  inches  in  the  mountains.  Travel 
in  the  mountains  was  entirely  stopped  for  a  few  days  and  it  was  re- 
ported that  in  some  of  the  canyons  the  snow  had  drifted  ten  to  twelve 
feet  deep.  Friday  afternoon  the  storm  cleared  up,  and  while  the  nights 
following  were  very  cold,  the  days  were  warm;  because  of  everything 
being  so  wet,  no  serious  damage  was  done  to  the  fruit,  though  some 
of  the  early  fruit  was  killed.  About  a  week  after  the  storm  the 
water  began  to  increase  in  the  rivers,  and  while  there  have  been  no 
floods,  there  is  abundance  of  water  for  everyone.  The  following 
Sunday  the  people  of  the  colonies  expressed  their  thanks  to  the  Lord 
for  the  splendid  storm  in  answer  to  their  prayers. 

On  other  occasions  the  people  of  the  colonies  have  had  unusual 
storms  come  out  of  season,  in  answer  to  their  prayers. 

Colonia  Juarez,  Chihuahua,  Mexico. 


A     MONUMENT     DEDICATED     TO     THE 
HONORED    DEAD 

By  Frank  Beckwith 

After  seventy-three  years, — years  in  which  the  only  requiem  sung 
over  the  spot  where  Captain  John  W.  Gunnison  and  seven  of  his  com- 
rades were  massacred  by  Indians  was  the  howl  of  the  lonely  coyote — 
there  has  been  erected  a  permanent  monument  to  them,  very  suitable 
to  the  need.  The  stone  selected  was  a  shaft  of  native  rock,  taken  from 
the  lava-flow  nearby.  Here  for  generations  the  Indian  and  his  an- 
cient forebears  have  buried  their  dead  in  the  clefts.  On  this  native 
rock  was  fastened  a  bronze  tablet,  in  the  form  of  a  huge  arrow-head. 
in  which  appear  the  names  of  the  dead  and  the  date  when  killed.  The 
shaft  also  bears  the  wording  that  the  monument  was  erected  by  the 
American  Legion,  the  Daughters!  of  the  Pioneers,  and  the  Boy  Scouts 
of  America. 

To  Commander  Arthur  L.  Strange    (left  foreground  in  the  pic- 


Photo  by   Frank   Beckwith 

ture),  of  the  Arthur  L.  Cahoon  Post  of  the  American  Legion,  much  of 
the  credit  for  this  monument  is  due.  His  efforts  brought  to  com- 
pletion a  thought  long  harbored — that  the  dead  of  the  ill-fated 
Gunnison  party  ought  to  be  fittingly  honored  in  due  military  manner. 

Standing  at  the  extreme  right  in  the  picture  foreground  is  Mrs. 
Mahonri  M.  Steele,  of  Delta,  captain  of  the  Delta  Band  of  the  Daugh- 
ters of  the  Pioneers.  Next  to  her  stands  Clayton  Boyack;  on  the  flap  of 
his  shirt  pocket  is  pinned  a  merit  badge  of  the  Boy  Scouts  of  America 
which  had  just  been  presented  to  him  by  Scout  Executive  A.  A.  Ander- 
son of  Provo  a  few  minutes  before  the  picture  was  taken. 

Between  Scout  Boyack  and  the  monument  is  seen  the  stump 
of  a  post.  For  many  years  a  rude  cedar  post  marked  this  tragic 
spot;  then  that  post  was  chopped  down,  leaving  only  a  butt  protruding, 
and  thus  in  neglect  lay  the  worthy  dead,  that  stump  only  serving  as 
marker  to  their  grave. 


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In  1888  Church  Historian  Andrew  Jcnson  visited  the  spot, 
established  its  location  from  the  then  living  members  of  the  party  who 
buried  the  remains  within  ten  days  of  the  tragedy.  At  the  time  of  his 
visit  a  hymn  was  sung,  and  prayer  offered.  Again  in  1922,  Mr. 
Jenson,  a  second  time,  visited  the  spot,  with  a  company  of  sixty-three 
persons.     At  this  time,  more  elaborate  ceremonies  were  held. 

At  a  lecture  on  the 
history  of  the  tragedy, 
delivered  by  the 
author  before  the 
members  of  the  Amer- 
ican Legion,  the  Com- 
m  a  n  d  e  r,  Arthur  L. 
Strange,  with  a  few 
choice  words,  raised  the 
enthusiasm  of  the  mem- 
bers to  a  decision  to 
erect  a  suitable  monu- 
ment and  to  hold  serv- 
ices with  full  military 
honors.  The  monu- 
ment was  unveiled 
Memorial  day,  May  30, 
1927. 

Historian  Andrew 
Jenson  came  down  from 
Salt  Lake  City  to  re- 
view the  history  of  the 
site.  Josiah  F.  Gibbs, 
former  editor  of  the 
Millard  County  Blade, 
gave  an  address  from 
the  story  of  the  Indians 
as  told  to  him,  the  causes 
leading  to  the  event, 
and  the  details.  The 
address  was  taken  from 
his  published  essay.  In 
vividness,  accuracy,  and 
force,  it  is  the  best  re- 
cital of  the  Gunnison 
Massacre  which  has  yet 
been  written. 

The  author 
spoke  of  the  personnel 
of  the  party,  of  the 
character,     habits,     and 


Photo  by  Frank  Beckwith 
Monument  erected  to  the  memory  of 
Captain  John  W.  Gunnison 


A  MONUMENT  TO  THE  HONORED  DEAD  913 

accomplishments  of  the  men  who  met  their  death,  and  told  the  au- 
dience of  the  curious  incident  of  the  name  of  R.  H.  Kern  on  "El 
Morro"  rock  in  New  Mexico,  and  how  he  had  walked  from  that  spot, 
"the  autograph  album  of  the  ages,"  to  his  death  near  Deseret.  Thos. 
W.  Cropper,  an  Indian  War  veteran,  age  85,  also  gave  a  short  address. 
The  monument  was  unveiled  by  Edwin  Stott,  age  91,  the 
sole  survivor  of  the  burial  party,  in  charge  of  Bishop  Anson  Call,  of 
Fillmore,  who  buried  the  remains  shortly  after  the  tragedy.  The 
colors  were  unfurled,  and  a  full  military  salute  given  in  honor  of 
the  worthy  dead,  after  which  taps  were  sounded  by  Bugler  George 
Wilkin,  who  had  played  the  same  mournful  notes  over  graves  of  his 
comrades  buried  in  France.  Benediction  was  invoked  by  Lee  R. 
Cropper,  Indian  War  veteran,  age  82. 

Delta,  Utah 


THE  FIRST  STEP 

By  a  Utah  Lad  Serving  a  Sentence  in  the  Folsom  State 
Prison,  California 

I  shall  introduce  myself  by  stating  that  I  am  for  a  cause  serving 
a  sentence  in  jhis  institution.  Some  months  ago  I  gained  a  very 
sincere  friend  in  Cedar  City,  who  subscribed  to  the  Era  for  me,  and 
my  impressions  upon  receiving  my  first  copy,  I  ,am  sending  you  en- 
closed in  this  letter.  Let  me  say  frankly  that  the  Era  has  accomplished 
more  for  me  towards  setting  me  back  on  the  road  to  regeneration  than 
anything  else  could.  I  thought  that  by  setting  down  my  feelings  as 
I  read  the  first  copy  received  here,  it  would,  perhaps,  help  someone 
else  back,  too,  if  published. — W.  E.  S.: 

Alone,  I  sat  in  the  silence  of  my  iron-barred  cell.  It  was  Christ- 
mas Eve,  and  out  through  the  window  I  could  see  the  rain  streaming 
down  the  window  pane.  Everything — gray  walls,  gray  bars,  gray 
sky — seemed  cheerless.  My  thoughts,  forever  running  on  things  of 
the  "outside,"  were  constantly  reminding  me  that  the  morrow 
was  the  Day  of  Days — Christmas. 

I  looked  out  through  the  bars  later  and  saw  only  the  dark 
heavens — the  horizon  was  obliterated  in  the  steady  downpour  of  the 
rain.  Then  I  heard  the  heavy  footsteps  of  the  mail-guard  coming  up 
the  corridor.  His  frequent  stops,  from  cell  to  cell,  betoken  some 
fortunate  inmate  who  had  received  a  letter  from  home.  For  nearly 
two  years  now,  the  mail-guard  had  passed  my  cell  without  eve- 
stopping. 

Still  lost  in  reflection,  with  my  head  bowed,  I  listened  to  the 
steps  grow  nearer.      Suddenly  they  stopped — and  as  one  in '  a  trance 


914  IMPROVEMENT    ERA 

I  heard  my  number  spoken.  Almost  in  a  daze  I  glanced  up,  and  there, 
thrust  between  the  bars,   was  what  appeared  to  be  a  thick  envelope. 

Hardly  crediting  my  senses,  I  reached  for  the  envelope.  Quickly 
tearing  the  brown  paper  wrapper,  I  found  a  copy  of  the  Era.  It  was 
the  November  issue,  and  as  far  as  I  know,  the  first  copy  to  find  itself 
within  the  walls  of  this  prison. 

Much  bewildered,  I  ran  my  thumb  over  the  pages;  then  picking 
up  the  crumpled  wrapper  I  read  the  name  and  address.  Yes —  it 
was  addressed  to  me — but  who — who  had  remembered  an  outcast 
like  me? 

Just  as  I  had  started  to  read,  a  card  dropped  out  from  between 
the  pages.  The  card  bore  a  name  in  print,  with  "Cedar  City,  Utah," 
written  in  an  old-fashioned  hand  below.  I  tried  to  think — I  had 
never  been  in  Cedar  City;  knew  no  one  there — .  I  gave  it  up,  but 
with  a  mental  note  to  write  and  thank  my  donor  on  the  morrow. 

Then  I  started  to  read  in  earnest,  skipping  from  page  to  page 
in  my  eagerness,  for  it  had  been  many  years  since  I  had  read  a  copy 
of  the  Era  in  "Mutual"  at  home.  Visions  and  reminiscences  came 
to  my  mind  with  each  page — visions  of  my  home  years  ago,  of  my 
mother,  my  father,  and  of  the  sorrows  my  errors  had  caused  them. 
Each  name  in  the  book  seemed  to  recall  some  happy  memory  of  boy- 
hood days. 

As  I  read  on,  each  line,  each  poem  and  story  impressed  me  with 
the  realization  of  how  far  I  had  been  cast  adrift  from  my  earlier 
teachings.  Familiar  names  of  men  and  women,  now  laboring  in  the 
mission  field,  greeted  me.  I  contrasted  their  lot  with  mine.  Tears 
of  unashamed  gladness  ran  unheeded  down  my  face — I  had  indeed 
"come  home" — in  thought,  even  though  I  was  still  behind  the  bars. 

Nine  o'clock,  and  with  it  "lights  out,"  came  all  too  soon.  I 
had  just  finished  reading  "The  Living  Prophet,"  by  Elder  Widtsoe, 
and  the  wonderful  testimonies  it  contained. 

As  I  prepared  for  bed  it  occurred  to  me  that  I  ought  to  pray — 
ought  to  show  my  thanks  that  God  in  his  wisdom  had  sent  me  a 
messenger  in  this  little  book  to  inspire  a  new  start. 

How  long  had  it  been  since  I  had  prayed?  So  long,  I'm  ashamed 
to  say,  that  I  had  nearly  forgotten.  Nevertheless,  I  knelt  on  the  cold 
cement  floor  and  whispered  a  humbly  phrased  thanks  to  God — > 
imploring  his  forgiveness  for  my  transgressions,  and  beseeching  his 
aid  towards  climbing  the  hard  road  back  to  righteousness. 

My  amen  said,  I  got  into  bed  feeling  easier  in  spirit  than  I  had 
for  many  years.  As  I  drifted  off  to  sleep  a  small  voice  seemed  to  say: 
"Thou  hast  taken  the  first  step — continue." 


MESSAGES  FROM  THE   MISSIONS 
United   States 

Seventeen  Baptisms  in  Texas.  Elder  John  C.  Sandbcrg  reports  the 
South  Texas  district  conference,  held  May  11,  in  Houston,  Texas.  The 
elders  reported  greater  interest  among  investigators,  and  many  new  districts 
,are  opened  and  a  larger  attendance  at  the  meetings.  There  were  seventeen 
baptisms  during  the  last  three  months,  and  prospects  for  more  in  the  near 
future.  "We  appreciate  the  Improvement  Era.  It  holds  a  distinct  place 
in  the  development  of  the  work." 


MISSIONARIES.  SOUTH  TEXAS  DISTRICT 
Front  row,  left  to  right:  Thelma  Redman,  local;  J.  N.  Wilson;  D.  O.  Biglow. 
incoming  district  president;  S.  O.  Bennion.  mission  president;  J.  S.  Carr;  Helen 
Murdock,  Louisiana  district.  Back  row:  Eugenia  Vawdrey:  M.  T.  Marsh;  J.  L. 
Christensen;  J.  C.  Sandberg,  outgoing  district  president;  L.  S.  Fuller;  L.  H.  Cowley; 
Norma   Smith. 

New  Recreation  Hall  in  San  Diego. 

The  conference  of  the  San  Diego  district  was  held  May  1.  Several 
baptisms  were  reported,  and  a  number  of  interested  people  are  seriously 
investigating  the  gospel.  A  new  recreation  hall  has  just  been  built  at  San 
Diego,  costing  $30,000.  We  are  sure  it  will  do  the  intended  good  in 
giving  the  young  people  proper  entertainment,  and  besides  getting  many 
interested  in  the  work.      President  Joseph  W.  McMurrin   gave  very  valuable 


916 


IMPROVEMENT    ERA 


instructions    and    complimented    the    people    on    their    efforts    in    building 
the  social  hall. — James  A.  Cullimore,   president   San   Diego   district. 


MISSIONARIES  OF  SAN  DIEGO  DISTRICT 
Top     row:        Mary     J.     Hanson,     Hazel    Day;     second     row:        James    A.     Cullimore, 
district  president;   Joseph  W.  McMurrin,  mission  president;    Arthur  G.  Willie,   former 
district  president;   third  row:  Emery  S.  Willardson,  Leonard  L.  Taggert;  bottom  row: 
Wm.  S.  Muir,  E.  M.  Mansfield,  James  L.  Danford. 

In  Germany  and  Switzerland 

New    District   Organized.      The    rapid    growth    of    the    Church    in    the 
Swiss-German    mission    has    resulted    in    the    recent    establishment    of    a    new 


MESSAGES  FROM  THE  MISSIONS 


917 


district.  The  change  was  made  at  a  conference  held  in  Hamburg  on  April 
10,  when  the  Schleswig-Holstein  district  was  organized  from  a  part  of  the 
Hamburg  district.  There  was  an  average  of  440  in  attendance  at  the  three 
Sunday  meetings  of  the  conference,  many  of  whom  were  friends  and  in- 
vestigators. There  was  also  an  officers  and  teachers'  meeting  held  Saturday 
night;  and  an  excellent  musical  entertainment  given  on  Monday  evening. 
The  northern  part  of  Germany  is  choice  and  fruitful,  as  shown  by  the  large 
number  of  baptisms  performed  during  the  last  year.  With  the  advantage  of 
the  newly  organized  district,  we  look  forward  to  even  greater  progress  in 
the  future. — Hamlet  C.   Pulley,   president  Hamburg  district,   Germany. 


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ELDERS   OF   HAMBURG   AND    SCHLESWIG-HOLSTEIN   DISTRICTS, 

GERMANY 

Top  row,  left  to  right:  John  P.  Stringham,  J.  H.  Geiss,  Herschal  V.  Garff,  Wm. 
A.  McClellan,  Eugene  Anderson,  Murray  Mathis,  Gustav  C.  Liebelt,  LaMar  D. 
Loutensock.  Third  row:  David  H.  Calder,  E.  Harold  Calder,  Henry  Hollinder- 
baumer,  Z.  D.  Roundy,  Reese  E.  Hubbard,  Norman  O.  Nielsen,  Henry  F.  Garn, 
Wm.  H.  Huskinson,  Stuart  A.  Gallacher,  Boyd  C.  Bott,  Edward  M.  Richins.  Second 
row:  Peter  Loscher,  Johannes  Carstens,  Randolph  Reusser,  S.  Neve  Fox,  John  R. 
Stewart,  T.  Quentin  Cannon,  Clyde  Fisher  Squires,  Samuel  C.  Worthington,  Earl 
R.  Romney,  James  C.  Ellsworth,  Horace  A.  Jones,  Otto  Brey.  First  row,  (sitting)  : 
J.  Milton  Barrett,  Francis  I.  Moore,  Hamlet  C.  Pulley,  incoming  president  Hamburg 
district;  Elias  H.  Gardner,  incoming  president  Schleswig-Holstein  district;  Hugh 
J.  Cannon,  mission  president;  Sarah  R.  Cannon,  president  of  the  Relief  Societies 
of  the  mission;  Aaron  C.  Taylor,  released  district  president;  Stewart  C.  Campbell, 
president  of  the  Dresden  district;    Johannes  F.  Hense,  J.  J.   F.   Schmidt. 


The  Hannover  district  conference  was  held  April  3,  1927.  President 
Hugh  J.  Cannon  and  Sister  Sarah  R.  Cannon,  with  visitors  from  Hamburg 
and  Frankfurt,  were  in  attendance.  At  the  Sunday  school  on  Sunday  morn- 
ing, the  program  consisted  of  a  pageant  depicting  the  organization  of  the 
Church.  Preaching  services  were  held  at  three  and  seven  o'clock,  and  a 
special  meeting  for  the  Relief  Society  and  the  M.   I.   A.   was  held   at  five. 


918 


IMPROVEMENT   ERA 


A  total  of  964  were  in  attendance  at  these  meetings.  On  the  Friday  preceding. 
President  Cannon  spoke  in  Goettingen,  at  which  forty  investigators  of  the 
gospel  were  present.  He  visited  Hisdesheim  on  Saturday,  when  successful 
services  were  attended  by  ninety,  more  than  fifty  of  whom  were  investigators. 
Two  were  baptized  in  the  Leine  river  on  Monday.  The  elders  visited 
the  Continental  Rubber  Company  plant,  where  they  were  shown  the  various 
processes  of  refining  rubber,  making  bicycle  inner  tubes  and  rubber  heels. 
Several  thousand  people  are  employed  here  in  making  rubber  articles.  We 
are  making  wonderful  progress  in  the  Hannover  district  in  spreading  the 
gospel.  Work  has  been  started  in  six  new  cities  in  the  last  year.  In  each 
place  many  souls  have  been  found  who  believe  the  message  of  the  restored 
gospel;  in  all  the  branches  new  souls  are  continually  brought  into  the 
fold. — Raymond  C.  Solomon. 

Memb&cs  from  Three  Nations  Participate  in  Conference.  A  recent 
district  conference  held  in  Basel,  Switzerland,  was  unique  in  that  members 
residing  in  three  different  nations  were  in  attendance.  The  district  em- 
braces a  portion  of  France,  Switzerland,  and  Germany,  whence  the  mem- 
bers came  to  enjoy  uplifting  instruction  and  counsel  from  the  mission 
authorities  and  missionaries  present.  Special  features  of  the  conference  were 
the  rendition  of  Evan  Stephens'  oratorio,  "The  Vision,"  and  a  Bee-Hive 
pageant  written  especially  for  the  occasion. 

Alsace,  a  portion  of  the  Basel  district,  was  recently  acquired  from 
the  French  mission  by  the  Swiss-German  mission.  The  transfer  was  made 
because  of  a  greater  number  of  the  inhabitants  speaking  German  than 
French. 


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ELDERS  IN  BASEL  DISTRICT 

Front  row:  J.  Hamilton  Calder,  superintendent  mission  S.  S.  and  M.  I.  A.;  Blaine 
Bachmann,  president  Bern  district;  George  H.  Mortimer,  incoming  president  Basel 
district;  Henry  K.  Aebischer;  Clinton  M.  Dinwoodey,  mission  secretary;  Jacob 
Bleiker;  Julius  C.  Billeter,  outgoing  president  Basel  district;  Dean  W.  Tucker; 
Willard  O.  Sandberg;  Arthur  B.  Morgenegg.  Second  row:  Rosanna  Cannon, 
mission  recorder;  Hugh  J.  Cannon,  mission  president;  Sarah  R.  Cannon,  president  of 
Relief  Societies;  Constance  Q.  Cannon,  mission  bookkeeper:  LaGrande  C.  Frank. 
Back  row:  Henry  Weidman;  Henry  T.  Wahlquist;  Ezra  T.  Zollinger;  Hellmut 
Plath,  associate  editor  Der  Stern;  John  Huefner;  Waldo  R.  Frandsen;  Herschel  V. 
Garff;    Walter   Trauffer;    Louis   E.    Goff;    Albert   A.    Hoffman;    Fredrich    W.    Sohn; 


MESSAGES  FROM  THE  MISSIONS 


919 


Joseph  W.  Stucki;    James  R.   Chamberlin;    Homer  W.   Zollinger;    Lamont  E.   Tueller; 
Herschel   D.    Loosli. 

In  Scandinavia 

Conference  Held  at  Aarhus,  Denmark.  On  April  1 6  and  17a  most 
excellent ,  conference  was  held  in  the  Aarhus  district.  J.  Howard  Fjeld- 
sted,  choir  leader,  gave  a  concert  on  the  Friday  evening  preceding  conference, 
at  which  a  short  message  of  "Mormonism"  was  given  to  the  world  by  our 
mission  president,  Joseph  L.  Peterson,  the  hall  being  crowded  to  its 
utmost  capacity.  At  the  conference  excellent  advice  and  spirited  talks  were 
given  by  the  mission  president,  by  P.  S.  Christiansen,  editor  of  the 
Scandinavian  Star,  and  a  number  of  elders,  who  had  journeyed  overland 
on  foot  from  their  fields  of  labor  to  attend  the  conference.  During  the 
eight  days  of  their  travel,  they  distributed  more  than  6,000  tracts,  sold 
a  fair  number  of  Books  of  Mormon,  and  held  three  street  meetings,  one 
being  attended  by  about  250  persons.  They  had  many  gospel  conversa- 
tions. It  is  the  first  time  such  a  journey  has  been  attempted  in  Denmark. 
Twenty-six  persons  have  been  baptized  in  this  district.  The  prospects  for 
more  baptisms  in  the  near  future  are  good,  for  all  of  which  we  feel  highly 
thankful  to  the  Lord. — Rasmus  Michelsen,  president  Aarhus  district  •  (re- 
leased.) 


ELDERS   OF   AARHUS    DISTRICT,    DENMARK 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Hans  Anderson,  incoming  president  Aarhus  district; 
Rasmus  Michelsen,  outgoing  president  Aarhus  district;  Ida  Peterson,  president  Danish 
mission  Relief  Societies;  Joseph  L.  Peterson,  mission  president;  Wilhelmina  J. 
Christiansen,  assistant  president  mission  Relief  Societies;  P.  S.  Christiansen,  editor 
Scandinavian  Star.  Second  row:  Hyrum  Domgaard,  J.  Howard  Fjeldsted,  Wm. 
Georgeson,  Searen  W.  Hansen,  Philip  Jensen,  Alfred  L.  Sorensen,  Niels  P.  Rasmussen. 
Third  row:  Clifton  E.  Henrichsen,  Douglas  Thomsen,  Clarence  B.  Jacobs,  Gunnar 
M.  Nielsen,  Richard  T.  Andersen,  L.  Aage  Kjolby,  Karl  M.  J.  Thomsen.  Fourth 
row:  Halvor  Madsen,  Achton  C.  Jensen.  Hugo  D.  Jorgensen,  Chas.  A.  Larsen, 
(released),    Holger   P.    Peterson. 


920  IMPROVEMENT   ERA 

Four  Baptized  in  Trondhjem.  A  conference  was  recently  held  at 
Trondhjem,  Norway.  It  was  a  big  success;  all  the  meetings  were  well 
attended;  four  persons  were  baptized,  and  the  prospects  for  more  baptisms 
seem  bright  for  the  near  future. — Harold  H.  Erikson,  district  president. 


ELDERS  OF  TRONDHJEM  DISTRICT,  NORWAY 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Harold  H.  Erikson,  district  president,  Murray,  Utah; 
Martin  Christopherson,  mission  president;  Emil  John  Evensen,  presiding  elder  Nar- 
vika  branch.  Back  row:  Hyrum  L.  Jensen,  Jerome,  Idaho;  Elias  J.  Ellefsen, 
presiding  elder  Trondhjem  branch,  Salt  Lake  City;  Haakon  Jensen,  local  elder. 
Bergen,   Norway. 


In  Gavle  District.  We  have  just  completed  one  of  the  most  success- 
ful conferences  held  here  in  years.  Both  Saints  and  missionaries  are  pleased 
with  the  results.  The  attendance  was  good,  and  the  prospects  are  very 
encouraging  for  the  future.  We  extend  our  greetings  to  all  the  missionaries 
and  to  Church  members  throughout  the  world. — W.  F.  Peterson,  Sweden. 


Conference  in  Malmo  District,  Sweden.  April  1 2  found  the  mission- 
aries and  Saints  of  this  district,  and  visitors  from  Stockholm,  in  semi-annual 
conference.  The  meetings  were  well  attended  by  both  Saints  and  visitors. 
Reports  of  the  missionaries  gave  assurance  that  a  good  harvest  may  be  ex- 
pected this  Summer.  The  elders  and  -Saints  were  refreshed  in  spirit  by  the 
enjoyable  and  instructive  hours  spent  together,  and  returned  to  their  labors 
with  strengthened  testimonies  to  roll  on  the  Lord's  work. — Albert  M. 
Larson. 


MESSAGES  FROM  THE  MISSIONS 


921 


ELDERS  OF  THE  MALMO  DISTRICT.  SWEDEN 
Front  row,  left  to  right:  C.  A.  Soderberg,  district  president  of  Stockholm.  Salt 
Lake  City;  Andrew  Johnson,  mission  president,  Murray,  Utah;  John  Malmstrom. 
president  Malmo  district.  Murray,  Utah.  Back  row:  Albert  M.  Larson,  Long  Beach. 
California;  Milford  A.  Jenson,  Smithfield,  Utah;  Edwin  S.  Pearson,  Salt  Lake  City; 
Earl  H.  Walgren,  Salt  Lake  City;  John  Stromberg,  Eureka,  Utah;  Rudolph  A. 
Anderson,   Malad,    Idaho. 

Great  Britain 

True  to  the  Faith  and  Our  Calling.  The  Manchester  district  con- 
ference was  held  on  March  20.  President  and  Sister  James  E.  Talmage 
from  mission  headquarters  were  in  attendance.  The  district  slogan,  "True 
to  the  Faith  and  our  Calling,"  was  the  theme  of  a  well  executed  program 
given  by  twenty-six  members  of  the  Sunday  school  in  the  morning  meeting. 
Newspaper  reporters  attended,  and  good  accounts  appeared  in  four  papers. 
Prior  to  the  general  meetings,  a  meeting  was  held  on  Saturday  evening  of  the 
M.  I.  A.  officers  and  teachers,  under  direction  of  Sister  May  Booth  Talmage. 
The  five  organizations  in  this  district  are  engaged  in  friendly  competition 
tor  a  large,  beautiful  banner,  bearing  the  slogan,  "The  Glory  of  God  is 
Intelligence."  The  reports  given  revealed  the  fact  that  there  are  68% 
of  the  branches  enrolled,  that  90%  of  the  officers  and  teachers  and  78%  of 
members  were  in  attendance,  that  an  average  of  90%  of  the  officers  and 
teachers  have  the  Hand  Book,  and  18%  of  the  members  also,  and  that 
80%  participated  in  M.  I.  A.  execises,  preliminary  program  and  class  work. 
100%  enrollment  consists  of  50%  of  the  total  branch  membership.  A  spirit- 
ed and  refreshing  social  was  given  after  the  meeting.  During  the  six  months 
between  the  two  conferences  28  copies  of.  the  Book  of  Mormon  were  dis- 
tributed by  the  local  priesthood,  and  68  copies  by  the  traveling  missionaries, 
besides  a  large  number  of  other  books  and  pamphlets.  Work  is  progressing 
here  and  we  rejoice  in  the  goodness  of  the  Lord  to  us.  We  endorse  all  the 
good  wishes  and  thanks  given  to  the  Era  by  its  many  satisfied  readers, 
and  add  our  best  to  them. — Landell  S.  Merrill,  district  president  Manchester, 
England. 


WORK    AROUND    HOME 

By  J.  C.  Hogenson,  Extension  Agronomist, 
Utah  Agricultural  College 

There  are  too  many  men  who  can  see  nothing  to  do  around 
home  at  all.  When  around  home  they  are  just  like  "fish  out  of 
water,"  uneasy  and  don't  know  what  to  do  with  themselves.  They 
just  .have  one  narrow  line  of  work  in  mind.  Nothing  else  interests 
them.  Nothing  else  matters  to  them.  Such  persons  lose  one  of 
the  great  blessings  and  enjoyments  of  life,  that  of  being  interested 
in,  and  getting  enjoyment  from,  the  improving  of  their  homes  and 
surroundings. 

I  have  known  farm  women  who  have  worked  diligently  all 
spring  to  plant  a  little  garden,  and  a  few  flowering  plants'  and  shrubs 
around  the  home  only  to  have  the  husband  or  boys  come  home,  turn 
their  horses  or  cows,  calves  or  sheep,  loose,  and  destroy  them  all. 
"Oh,  it  doesn't  matter,  they  are  just  a  few  flowers."  To  such  men 
a  flower  is  just  a  flower,  a  little  furry,  effeminate  flower,  nothing  more. 
They  fail  to  see  its  beauty  or  smell  its  fragrance.  It  has  no  value  to 
ibem.  They  fail  to  see  or  feel  or  appreciate  the  higher  and  finer 
qualities  which  the  wife  or  mother  felt  when  she  planted  it.  To 
the  mercenary  man  it  has  no  value  because  it  does  not  contribute 
dollars  and  cents.  To  the  finer  and  higher-toned  person  it  has  a 
value  far  above  dollars  and  cents.  To  those  whose  lives  are 
attuned  to  the  beautiful  it  awakens  finer,  kindlier,  higher  and  nobler 
feelings  or  emotions  which  really  help  to  make  life  worth  while. 
It  lifts  them  from  the  common,  every-day,  money-grabbing  world, 
into  the  finer,  higher  and  nobler  world  of  God. 

So,  it  does  matter  and  very  much,  too.  Think  it  over,  and 
I  am  sure  you  will  also  conclude  that  it  does. 

A  person  who  enjoys  working  or  playing  around  home  during 
his  leisure  hours,  hoeing  the  garden,  caring  for  the  flowers,  repairing 
this  little  thing  and  that,  gets  a  real  pleasure  out  of  life  that  can  be 
obtained  in  no  other  way.  It  cannot  be  bought  with  money.  It  is 
part  of  the  enjoyment  of  real  life  itself. 

The  genuine  man  has  a  real  home  in  mind,  always,  not  merely 
the  accumulation  of  wealth.  He  uses  every  spare  hour  to  improve 
his  home  so  that  it  will  more  nearly  approach  his  ideal.  He  does 
not  sit  around  wondering  what  he  can  do.  There  are  always  more 
thing  to  be  done  than  he  can  find  time  to  do.  He  enjoys  the  association 
of  plants.  He  loves  to  see  them  grow  and  develop  each  day,  week, 
month,  and  year,  into  the  wonderful  plants  he  had  in  mind.  He 
sees  where  a  shrub  or  a  tree  will  improve  the  appearance  of  his  home 
here,  and  a  few  flowers  there.  He  plants  them  and  gets  enjoyment 
as  well  as  recreation  out  of  it.     He  plants  his  vegetable  garden,  cares 


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for  it  both  because  of  his  love  for  plants,  and  also  because  of  the 
variety  it  will  add  to  the  diet  of  his  family,  which,  of  course,  means 
health  and  vigor.  He  sees  a  gate  sagging,  or  a  hinge  loosening,  and 
immediately  repairs  it.  Such  a  man  is  a  real  man,  father,  and  friend. 
He  would  not  turn  his  farm  animals  loose  to  roam  about  and  destroy 
what  either  he  or  his  wife  has  planted.  He  loves  the  plants,  and  loves, 
appreciates,  and  has  consideration  for  the  feelings  of  his  wife. 

Stephen  L.  Richards,  in  an  article  entitled  "Avocation,"  which 
recently  appeared  in  the  Improvement  Era,  says: 

"Home  work  is  second  to  nothing  else  in  production  of  happiness  in 
life.  It  contemplates  all  of  the  arts  and  activities  which  lead  to  the  beauty, 
convenience,  economy  and  the  general  attractiveness  of  home.  I  remember 
a  number  of  years  ago  hearing  a  prominent  speaker  address  a  large  group  of 
business  men.  He  told  them  that  he  had  been  looking  through  the  City 
Directory  and  found  listed  opposite  their  names  the  various  vocations  and 
businesses  in  which  they  were  engaged — merchants,  bankers  and  professional 
men  he  found  in  large  numbers.  But,  said  he,  Gentlemen,  these  are  not 
your  chief  vocations,  they  are  but  your  side  lines,  your  chief  business  is  to 
make  and  maintain  good  American  homes." 

In  the  words  of  the  popular  song: 

i 
"Love  made  the  birds  that  sing. 
The  flowers  in  spring, 
And  everything; 
Love  made  the  bungalow, 
Where  roses  grow." 

To  those  whose  lives  are  in  tune  with  the  beauties  of  nature  all 
natural  objects  and  lives  are  of  interest.  They  hear  the  sweet,  har- 
monious tones  of  the  songs  of  the  meadow  lark,  and  are  thrilled  by 
the  plumage  of  the  cardinal.  The  trees  inspire  by  their  majestic 
forms  and  giant  strength.     They  find  with  Shakespeare: 

"Tongues  in  trees 
Sermons  in  stones 
Books  in  the  running  brooks." 

The  shrubs  are  of  interest  because  of  their  variety  of  shapes  and 
sizes,  and  the  colors  of  their  foliage  and  flowers.  The  flowers  inspire 
by  the  variety  of  their  delicate  tints,  forms,  shapes  and  colors,  and  the 
variety  of  odors  which  fragrantly  fill  the  air.  The  grains  by  their 
usefulness  and  the  green  and  golden  colors  waving  in  the  breeze. 
The  grasses  are  constantly  an  inspiration  for  their  thick  carpet  of  green 
and  the  fragrant  odor  of  newly  mown  hay. 

These  things  make  one  more  satisfied  with  and  appreciative  of 
life.  They  make  one  understand  and  appreciate  more  thoroughly 
the  beauties  and  wonders  with  which  God  has  surrounded  one.  They 
enable  one  to  see  the  Glory  of  God  and  the  majesty  of  his  handi- 
work in  a  newer  and  far-greater  light  than  one  has  ever  been  able  to 
see  them  before. 
Logan,  Utah. 


Editors'  ^Tahle 


Reflections 

At  the  Wafers  of  Mormon — There  is  not  a  truer  or  a  more 
sublime  conception  of  religion  than  expressed  by  Alma,  the  elder,  in 
the  Book  of  Mormon,  upon  the  organization  of  the  first  "Mormon" 
Church  in  America. 

Alma  told  the  people  that  if  they  were  desirous  to  come  into  the 
fold  of  God,  and  to  be  called  his  people,  they  were  to  express  a 
willingness^ 

First,  to  bear  one  another's  burdens,  that  they  may  be  light; 

Second,  to  be  willing  to  mourn  with  those  who  mourn; 

Third,  to  comfort  those  who  stand  in  need  of  comfort; 

Fourth,  to  stand  as  witnesses  of  God  at  all  times,  and  in  all 
things,  and  in  all  places,  even  until  death. 

If  thiswere  the  desire  of  their  hearts,  they  could  then  be  baptized 
in  the  name  of  the  Lord  as  a  witness  before  him  that  they  had  entered 
into  a  covenant  with  him  to  serve  him  and  keep  his  commandments. 

These  four  fundamentals  of  the  Church  founded  by  Alma  by  the 
fountain  of  water  in  the  place  called  Mormon,  about  147  B.  C,  are 
in  harmony  with  the  truth  and  sublimity  of  our  Savior's  advice: 

"Thou  shalt  love  the  Lord  thy  God  with  all  thy  heart,  and  with  all 
thy  soul,  and  with  all  thy  mind.  This  is  the  first  and  great  commandment. 
And  the  second  is  like  unto  it,  Thou  shalt  love  thy  neighbor  as  thyself." 

Also  the  admonition  of  James,  the  brother  of  Jesus: 

"Pure  religion  and  undefiled  before  God  and  the  Father  is  this,  To 
visit  the  fatherless  and  widows  in  their  affliction,  and  to  keep  himself  un- 
spotted from   the  world." 

And  the  statement  of  Paul,   in  his  immortal  praise  of  love: 

"Charity  suffereth  long,  and  is  kind;  charity  envieth  not;  charity 
vaunteth  not  itself,  is  not  puffed  up,  doth  not  behave  itself  unseemly, 
seeketh  not  her  own,  is  not  easily  provoked,  thinketh  no  evil;  rejoiceth  not 
in  iniquity,  but  rejoiceth  in  the  truth;  beareth  all  things,  believeth  all  things, 
hopeth  all  things,  endureth  all  things.  Charity  never  faileth.  *  *  * 
And  now  abideth  faith,  hope,  charity,  these  three;  but  the  greatest  of  these 
is  charity." 

When  Words  are  Sacred — Speaking  over  KSL,  Elder  L.  John 
Nuttall,  Jr.,  of  the  Brigham  Young  University,  insisted  that  there 
should  be  reason  back  of  faith  and  prayer,  and  insisted  that  words 
had  no  sacredness  when  their  significance  is  not  felt.  As  an  illustration, 
he  repeated  a  current  story  of  the  little  brother  who  came  home  from 
church   and   reported   that   the   text   was,    "You   should   worry;    here 


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comes  the  quilt."  His  sister,  ashamed,  corrected  him  by  saying  the 
text  was,  "Fear  not;  the  Comforter  cometh."  That  recalls  the  story 
of  the  little  Sunday  school  boy  who  came  home  and  asked  his  mother, 
"What  is  sidoo?"  The  mother  said,  "Sidoo?  I  don't  know  what  you 
mean."  "Well,"  he  said,  "we  were  singing  in  the  Sunday  school, 
'Who  is  on  the  Lord's  sidoo?"  Singing  the  words,  "Who  is  on  the 
Lord's  side,  who?"  did  not  carry  meaning  to  the  childish  soul.  It 
is  important,  therefore,  that  teachers  and  singers  and  all  others  should 
know  that  words  have  sacredness  only  when  their  significance  is  felt. 

Idlers,  and  that  means  men  holding  the  Priesthood  who  are 
not  doing  their  duty,  shall  be  had  in  remembrance  before  the  Lord. 
The  Lord  is  not  well  pleased  with  them,  for,  naturally,  if  they  are 
neglecting  their  duty,  not  seeking  earnestly  the  richest  of  eternity,  but 
having  their  eyes  full  of  greediness,  their  children  will  follow  their 
example,  and  grow  up  in  neglect  and  wickedness,  which  condition 
ought  not  to  exist,  and  should  be  done  away  from  among  the  Saints. 
If  it  is  not  so,  the  sin  will  be  upon  the  heads  of  the  parents,  or  those 
who  bear  the  Priesthood. 

Responsibility — Any  man  or  woman  who  breaks  the  law,  in  the 
first  place,  by  drinking  booze,  and  who  insists  on  driving  a  car  while 
crazed,  and  kills  and  seriously  injures  people,  should  be  punished 
severely  and  amply  by  long  imprisonment  and  heavy  fines,  and  by 
curtailment  of  all  rights  of  the  road  for  years  to  come.  No  jury 
should  be  expected  to  whitewash  the  outlaws,  because  of  wealth  or 
social  standing,  by  reporting  in  their  findings:      No  felonious  intent. 

Providence.  The  good  ship  Montcalm  left  Montreal,  Canada, 
July  3,  1927,  with  many'passengers  aboard,  bound  for  Europe.  Two 
days  out,  at  2  o'clock  p.  m.,  as  the  vessel  was  making  its  slow  way 
through  a  deep  fog  which  had  enveloped  it  for  hours,  an  iceberg  sud- 
denly loomed  in  view.  A  collision  was  unavoidable.  With  the  im- 
pact, the  ship  rested  on  the  iceberg,  leaning  dangerously  to  one  side. 
There  was  great  consternation  among  the  passengers  as  the  captain 
ordered  the  use  of  the  belts,  and  the  crew  to  lower  the  life  boats.  But, 
as  if  by  miracle,  the  ship  suddenly  slid  off  the  ice,  righted  itself,  and 
slowly  continued  its  regular  course,  with  no  further  damage,  it  was 
later  learned,  than  a  broken  propeller.  There  were  seventeen  Latter- 
day  Saint  elders  on  board,  bound  for  European  mission  fields: 

Earl  Dee  Hone,  Brigham  City;  Cecil  Elmo  Hart,  Rigby,  Idaho;  Rulon 
W.  Rawson,  Ogden;  Ray  B.  West,  Jr.,  Logan;  Kenneth  R.  Hyber,  Chandler. 
Arizona:  Wm.  M.  Burgess,  Roosevelt;  Leland  H.  Hill.  Wellsville;  Jesse  C. 
Nixon,  Wayne  H.  Knight,  John  Van  Haren.  Edward  J.  Smith,  John  C.  C. 
Jenkins,  Walter  B.  Schulze,  Norman  W.  Forsberg,  Vernon  L.  Stevenson, 
Byron  W.  Daynes,  Earl  H.  Wirthlin,  Salt  Lake  City. 

God  be  praised  and  thanked  for  the  preservation  of  his  servants  in 
answer  to  their  petitions  and  the  prayers  of  his  people,  as  in  the  past, 
so  now,  and  forever. 


^Priesthood  Quorums 


Alt  matters  pertaining  to  the  Aaronic  Priesthood,  presented  in  this  department 
of  the  Era,  are  prepared  under  the  direction  of  the  Presiding  Bishopric. 

Continue   Meetings  During  Whole  Year 

"Wherefore,  now  let  every  man  learn  his  duty,  and  to  act  in  the  office  in 
which  he  is  appointed,   in  all  diligence. 

"He  that  is  slothful  shall  not  be  counted  worthy  to  stand,  and  he  that  learns 
not  his  duty  and  shows  himself  not  approved  shall  not  be  counted  worthy   to  stand." 

Reports  received  at  the  Presiding  Bishop's  Office  indicate  that 
many  of  the  Priesthood  organizations  are  discontinuing  Priesthood 
quorum  work  during  the  summer  months.  The  excuse  given  is  that 
farm  work,  vacations  and  the  warm  weather  make  it  impossible  to  get 
members  of  Priesthood  quorums  to  attend  to  their  duties.  When  we 
take  into  consideration  God's  plans  and  his  promises,  this  line  of 
reasoning  appears  to  be  the  expression  of  individuals  who  are  seeking 
excuses,  failing  to  take  into  consideration  the  requirements  necessary  to 
bind  our  heavenly  Father  to  his  promises.  To  be  successful  in  any 
undertaking,  whether  farming,  merchandising  or  any  other  business 
enterprise,  it  requires  intelligent  planning  and  follow-up  work.  From 
the  excuses  offered,  we  take  it  we  are  agreed  in  this  regard. 

But  some  have  apparently  overlooked  the  more  important  phase 
of  our  existence,  the  preparation  for  eternal  happiness.  The  Lord 
tells  us  there  is  a  time  for  all  things;  a  time  to  plant  and  a  time  to 
reap;  and  a  time  to  serve  the  Lord.  It  appears  that  some  of  us,  be- 
cause we  see  immediate  results  from  our  physical  labors,  while  the  re- 
ward for  service  in  the  Lord's  kingdom  is  not  always  so  apparent, 
neglect  the  spiritual  for  the  temporal.  We  should  remember  the  words 
of  Paul:  "We  are  laborers  together  with  God:  ye  are  God's  husbandry. 
Every  man's  work  shall  be  made  manifest,  for  the  day  shall  declare 
it,  because  it  shall  be  revealed  by  fire."  Are  we  overlooking  the 
fact  that  we  are  "a  chosen  generation,  a  royal  priesthood,  an  holy 
nation,  a  peculiar  people,"  and  that  we  "should  show  forth  the  praises 
of  him  who  hath  called  us  out  of  darkness  into  his  marvelous  light?" 

The  Priesthood  is  an  organization  requiring  service  of  its  mem- 
bers. They  should  be  "lively  stones."  A  quorum  should  be  "a 
spiritual  house  acceptable  to  God."  What  justification  have  we 
for  laying  aside  our  Priesthood  work  and  the  opportunity  it  affords 
for  growth  and  service,  even  though  we  have  a  desire  to  do  so.  This 
work  can  be  done  without  interferring  materially  with  our  physical 
labors'  and  thus  bind  God  to  his  promise  of  assistance.  Why  not 
become  partners  with  God,  both  in  our  spiritual  and  temporal  labors? 


PRIESTHOOD  QUORUMS  927 

The  time  given  for  the  training  of  those  holding  the  Lesser 
Priesthood  is  so  short  that  every  opportunity  to  help  them  gain  a 
knowledge  of  the  gospel  and  develop  that  knowledge  through  service 
should  be  taken  advantage  of.  To  do  this  work  properly,  there 
should  be  no  break.  As  an  example  of  this,  we  have  only  to  make 
comparison  between  the  young  man  before  doing  missionary  service 
and  when  he  returns  from  the  mission  field  filled  with  the  spirit  of 
missionary  service. 

In  our  opinion,  there  is  no  reason  why  this  same  spirit  cannot  be 
developed  before  young  men  enter  the  mission  field.  With  proper 
supervision,  preparation  and  opportunity  to  apply  the  knowledge 
learned,  we  are  sure  this  spirit  can  be  developed. 

We  strongly  advise  that  Aaronic  Priesthood  work  be  not  dis- 
continued, but  that  class  work,  with  regular  weekly  assignments,  be 
continued  throughout  the  year.  The  time  of  holding  these  meetings 
is  immaterial.  The  thing  of  greatest  importance  is  the  opportunity 
for  training  and  service  which  comes  to  these  young  men  only  by 
appointment.  After  all,  is  it  not  the  duty  and  responsibility  of  those 
who  are  called  as  leaders  to  provide  for  this  work  and  encourage  all 
to  labor  in  their  office  and  calling  in  faith,  seeking  the  blessings  of  the 
Lord? 

New  Mission  Presidents 

According  to  a  report  of  the  Presiding  Bishop's  office,  Lorenzo  W. 
Anderson  succeeded  Martin  Christopherson  as  president  of  the  Norwegian 
mission,  in  June,   1927. 


Ihaka  Whaanga,  Jr.,  a  prominent  Maori  chieftain,  died  at  Manawarakau 
Pa,  Nuhaka,  New  Zealand,  on  Sunday,  May  8,  1927,  at  the  age  <}f  eighty- 
five.  He  was  a  faithful  member  of  the  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day 
Saints,  and  thousands  of  Maoris  as  well  as  Europeans  sense  keenly  his  loss 
to  his  people.  The  deceased  was  the  last  native  chief  of  his  line,  having  de- 
scended, through  a  direct  line  of  Maori  chiefs  (rangatiras) ,  from  Tamatea, 
who  went  to  New  Zealand  from  Hawaii,  in  1350.  He  was  also  a  loyal 
British  citizen  and  an  officer  in  the  British  army  under  his  father,  who  was  a 
major,  and  fought  against  what  is  known  as  "the  Hauwhare  Rage."  Ihaka, 
Jr.,  was  a  brother  of  Hirini  Whaanga,  who  immigrated  to  Salt  Lake  City 
many  years  ago,  with  his  wife,  Mere,  and  who  lived  here  as  a  faithful  Latter- 
day  Saint  and  temple  worker,  and  whose  remains  are  buried  in  the  Salt  Lake 
City  cemetery.  Prominent  Maori  families  from  all  parts  of  New  Zealand, 
as  well  as  missionaries,  city  and  government  officials  and  European  friends, 
attended  the  funeral,  which  was  conducted  by  the  L.  D.  S.  missionaries. 
Prior  to  the  funeral  service,  many  of  the  old  Maori  rites  and  customs  per- 
taining to  such  an  occasion  were  in  evidence.  On  top  of  the  casket  was  a 
sword  presented  to  the  father  of  the  deceased  by  the  late  Queen  Victoria 
for  his  loyalty  and  valor  in  military  work.  The  cortege  to  the  cemetery 
was  led  by  a  firing  squad  of  the  old  Maori  Pioneer  Battalion,  under  Staff 
Sergt. -Major  Fisher,  who  had  been  sent  to  represent  the  British  Government 
in  honoring  the  deceased  chief. 


dJVLutual  Work 


New    Superintendents 


Charles  J.  Dewey  was  sustained  superintendent  of  the  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A. 
of  the  Bear  River  stake,  on  April  17,  1927,  vice  Charles  R.  Welling,  released. 

Joseph  G.  Green,  Riverton,  Utah,  was  chosen  superintendent  of  the 
Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.  of  the  new  West  Jordan  stake,  at  the  conference  held  in 
Sandy,  May  8,  1927.  Joseph  M.  Holt  was  sustained  stake  president  of  West 
Jordan  stake,  and  Heber  J.  Burgon  president  of  East  Jordan  stake.  Joseph 
D.  Millerberg,  Sandy,  R.  D.  3,  remains  Supt.  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.  of  East  Jordan 
stake. 

Howard  M.  McDonald,  917  Ventura  Ave.,  Berkeley,  was  chosen  super- 
intendent of  the  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.  of  the  new  San  Francisco  stake,  organized 
at  Oakland,  July    10,    1927. 

Hyrum  S.  Evans,  Burley,  Idaho  was  recently  chosen  superintendent  of 
the  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.  of  that  stake,  vice  Loren  Lewis,  released. 


What    to    do    in    August 


Remember  the  opening  social  occurs  on  September  20,  and  the  first 
lesson  work  on  September  27,  this  year. 

The  main  question  for  stake  chairman  of  organizations  and  member- 
ship committees  to  ask  of  the  wards  is  this:  Are  your  ward  organizations 
complete?  If  not,  now  is  the  time  for  real  effort,  that  September  may  find 
all  vacancies  filled  and  every  officer  ready  for  the  first  bugle-call. 

This  is  the  month  of  stake  officers'  social  and  ward  officers'  social. 
These  socials  may  be  combined  into  one  big  affair,  in  which  all  stake  and 
ward  officers  meet  together  on  a  gala  occasion,  or  they  may  be  conducted 
separately.  A  definite  program  should  be  planned,  in  which  executives, 
department  heads  and  class  leaders  should  be  given  an  opportunity  briefly  to 
present  the  coming  season's  work. 

The  opening  membership  social  and  dance  should  have  attention  and 
definite  plans  adopted  to  begin  the  season  with  an  auspicious  and  enthusiastic 
start.  Spend  an  evening  in  socializing,  talk  M.  I.  A.,  sing,  play  and  get 
the  M.  I.  A.  spirit  into  the  hearts  of  everyone  present,  so  that  when  the  hour 
of  separation  comes  there  will  be  a  feeling  of  happy,  congenial  fellowship  of  a 
great  group  in  a  great  cause. 

Then  begin  your  lesson  work  September  27. 

Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.  Manuals  for  1927-28 

Advanced  Senior  Class — Three  studies  are  provided  for  this  class: 

1.  Champions  of  Liberty;  twenty-one  lessons.  These  lessons  treat 
the  leading  heroes  of  liberty,  such  persons  as  Justinian,  Luther,  Confucius. 
Buddah,  and  leaders  in  the  Christian  religion,  written  by  a  number  of 
leading  authorities  in  the  Church  and  leading  writers.      Price  25c. 

2.  Saturday  Night  Thoughts,  by  Orson  F.  Whitney,  of  the  Council 
of  the  Twelve.  This  is  a  religious  work  on  the  principles  of  the  gospel, 
written  and  published  during  the  war  to  take  the  place  of  the  regular  Sunday 
sermon  delivered  to  the  people  of  the  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day 
Saints  in  their  weekly  Sacrament  meetings.     Price,  cloth,  75c. 

3.  Current  Events.  These  will  be  outlined  in  the  Improvement  Era 
and  the  Young  Woman's  Journal,  monthly. 


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Senior  Class — How  Science  Contributes  to  Religion,  Book  VI,  Achieve- 
ment Series,  Manual  No.  30,  by  Dr.  John  A  Widtsoe,  of  the  Council  of  the 
Twelve.  The  purpose  of  this  manual  is  to  show  that  science  con- 
tributes to  our  faith  in  God  and  in  the  principles  of  the  gospel.  It  contains 
fourteen  chapters,  designed  to  be  completed  in  about  twenty  lessons.  It  is  a 
book  full  of  scientific  and  religious  information.     Price  25c. 

Advanced  Junior  Class — Some  Essentials  of  Character,  Book  I,  Char- 
acter-Building Series.  These  are  brief  talks  on  character,  written  in  a  con- 
versational style,  with  a  view  to  inspire  ambition  for  noble  lives.  There  are 
eighteen  lessons,  all  helpful  for  character-building  for  the  boys,  in  whose 
untried  hands  rests  the  race  for  the  coming  years.     Price  25c. 

Junior  Class — Stories  of  the  Plains,  Book  I,  Story  Series,  portraying 
incidents  in  the  great  drama  of  civilization  and  religious  liberty  in  their 
march  westward  over  the  great  plains,  in  which  heroic  achievement  the  Latter- 
day  Saints  played  a  most  important  part.     Twenty-six  lessons;  price  25c. 

All  these  manuals  are  valuable  for  family  libraries.  Manuals  may  be 
secured  from  the  president  of  the  Mutual  Improvement  Association  of  your 
ward,  or  directly  from  the  General  Office  of  the  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.,  47  East 
South  Temple  St.,  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah.     Cash  must  accompany  orders. 

Notes  and  References  on  M.  I.  A.  Slogan,  1927-28 

We  stand  for  a  fuller  knowledge  of  the  Book  of  Mormon  and  a  testimony 
of  its  divine  origin. 

For  the  benefit  of  those  who  will  have  occasion,  at  the  various  fall 
conventions  and  other  places,  to  talk  on  the  theme  of  the  M.  I.  A.  Slogan, 
we  give  the  following  references  as  some  of  the  sources  of  information  and 
inspiration  on  this  important  subject: 

The  Book  of  Mormon  itself,  first  and  foremost. 

Dictionary  of  Book  of  Mormon,  Reynolds. 

New  Witnesses  for  Cod,  Roberts;  vol.  2,  "Internal  and  External  Evi- 
dences;" or,  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.  manuals  for  1903-04,  1904-05  and  1905-06, 
subject,  "The  Book  of  Mormon." 

Articles  of  Faith,  Talmage;  chapters  14  and  15. 

Radio  Speech,  Edward  H.  Anderson,  Deseret  News.  Saturday,  June  11. 

Contributor,  vol.  5,  "History  of  the  Book  of  Mormon,"  George 
Reynolds. 

Improvement  Era:  The  whole  number  11,  vol.  26,  September. 
1923;  "Notes  on  the  Book  of  Mormon,"  Sjodahl,  April,  1927,  page  5  26; 
May,  page  623;  June,  page  696;  July,  page  795.  The  theme  of  the  Sep- 
tember Era,  1927,  will  be  the  Book  of  Mormon,  celebrating  (September  22) 
the  one  hundredth  anniversary  of  the  delivery  of  the  plates  to  the  Prophet 
Joseph  Smith  by  the  Angel  Moroni.  Also  see  current  numbers  of  the  Era 
for  short  items,  suggestions  and  other  references  pertaining  to  the  theme  of 
this  year's  slogan. 

New  Districting  and  Contests  1927-28 

Never  in  the  history  of  our  organization  have  we  had  so  successful 
a  season  in  contest  work  as  during  the  past  year.  A  very  wholesome 
spirit  of  "participating  for  the  joy  and  development  that  it  brings"  has 
generally  prevailed,  and  high  standards  have  been  established  both  in  the 
execution  and  in  the  number  participating.  The  thought  seems  to  have  been. 
"Everybody  is  a  winner  who  enters."  The  two  new  events — Drama  and 
Dancing — have  been  received  with  great  enthusiasm  and  will  be  continued 
for  the  coming  year. 

New  Districting. 

During  the  past  year  contest  divisions  of  the  Church  were  modified.  Stakes 


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were  grouped  into  a  new  arrangement  of  districts  and  then  an  entirely  new 
method  adopted  for  dividing  the  districts  into  divisions,  thus  increasing  the 
divisional  contests  in  the  field,  but  limiting  the  groups  who  came  through 
to  the  grand  finals  at  Salt  Lake  City.  The  new  arrangement  seems  to  have 
been  very  happily  received  and  will  continue  for  the  coming  year. 
Contest  Divisions. 

Note:  Winners  in  the  stake  contests  will  compete  in  the  district  at 
the  stake  marked  *.  The  district  winners  will  compete  in  the  division  at  the 
place  designated.     The  division  winners  will  compete  at  the  June  Conference. 

Division  No.    1.     Division  contest  to  be  held  at  Salt  Lake.    (Ensign  Stake  in  Charge) 
District 

1 — Salt  Lake.  Pioneer,  Ensign,  Liberty,  Granite,*  Grant. 
2 — South  Davis,  Oquirrh,  Cottonwood,*  Jordan,  Tooele. 

Division  No.  2.     Division  contest  to  be  held  at  Salt  Lake.    (General  Board  in  Charge). 
District 

3 — Juarez.  Big  Horn,  San  Luis,  Young,  Los  Angeles,  Nevada,  Northwestern 
States  Mission,  California  Mission,  Western  States  Mission,  Lyman— to  be 
held  in  Salt  Lake,  General  Board  in  Charge.  Winners  of  St.  John,  Snowflake 
meet,  or  the  stake  winners  of  each  stake.  Winners  of  St.  Joseph.  Maricopa 
meet,  or  the  stake  winners  of  each  stake. 

Division  No.  3.     Division  contest  held  at  Salt  Lake  City,    (General  Board  in  Charge). 
District 

4 — Moapa,    St.   George,   Parowan,   Beaver,    Kanab. 

5 — Taylor,   Alberta,    Lethbridge. 

6 — Union,    Boise.* 

7 — Duchesne,   Roosevelt,  Uintah,  Emery,  Carbon.* 

Division  No.  4.  Division  contest  to  be  held  at  Pocatello.    (Pocatello  in  Charge)  . 
District 

8 — Yellowstone,   Teton,   Fremont,*    Rigby,    Idaho   Falls. 
9 — Blackfoot,*   Pocatello,   Shelley,   Lost  River. 
10 — Cassia,  Raft  River,  Burley,*  Blaine,  Twin  Falls,  Minidoka. 

Division  No.   5.  Division  contest  to  be  held  at  Preston.    (Oneida-Franklin  in  Charge). 
District 
11 — Star  Valley,  Bear  Lake,  Bannock,  Idaho,*  Montpelier,  Portneuf. 
12 — Oneida,   Franklin,   Cache,*  Logan,  Hyrum,  Benson. 

Division  No.   6.    Division  contest  to  be  held  at  Ogden,    (Mount  Ogden  in  Charge). 
District 
13 — Malad.  Box  Elder,  Bear  River,*   Curlew. 
14 — Ogden.*  Mt.  Ogden,  Weber,  North  Weber,  North  Davis. 
15 — Summit,*    Woodruff,   Morgan. 

Division  No.    7.      Division  contest  to  be  held  at  Payson.      (Nebo  in  Charge). 
District 
16 — Alpine,   Utah,*   Wasatch.  Kolob. 
17 — Juab,*   Tintic,   Nebo,   Palmyra,   Millard,   Deseret. 

Division  No.   8.     Division  contest  to  be  held  at  Manti.      (South  Sanpete  in  Charge)  . 
District 
18 — North    Sanpete,*    South    Sanpete,    Gunnison. 
19 — Wayne,  North  Sevier,*  Sevier,*  South  Sevier.  Garfield,  Panguitch. 

The  General  Boards  will  be  associated  with  the  stakes  in  the  matter  of  the 
conduct  of  these  meets. 


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Dates  for  these  divisional  meets  for   1928  are  suggested  as  follows: 

Divisions — 2    and    3    will  meet   the   day   preceding    the   opening   of   the   M.    I.    A. 

Annual  June  Conference. 
Division — 8 — Monday,  May  22. 
Division — 7 — Tuesday,   May   23. 
Division — 6 — Friday,   May   2  6. 
Division — 5 — Saturday.  May  2  7. 
Division — 4 — Monday,   May   29. 
Division — 1 — Wednesday,   May   3  1. 

Contest  Numbers  for  Church  Grand  Finals — 100%  Efficiency. 

Every  stake  organization,  both  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.  and  Y.  L.  M.  I.  A., 
which  achieves  100%  efficiency  for  one  or  more  months  from  October  to 
May.  will  receive  recognition  from  the  General  Boards  in  the  nature  of  gold 
and  green  ribbons  labelled  "100%  M.  I.  A.  Efficiency,   1927-28." 

For  further  information  on  contests  see  Year  Round  Program,  pp 
18-21.    1927-28. 

Prizes  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.  Book  of  Mormon  Reading 

Only  three   stakes  made   a   report — Summit.    Hyrum   and  Ogden.      The 
following   wards   were   winners   for    1926-27: 
Highest  number: 

1 — Upton  ward,  Summit  stake — 15. 
2 — -Hyrum  2nd  ward,  Hyrum  stake — 12. 
Highest  percentage: 

1 — Upton  ward,  Summit  stake — 100%. 
2 — Twentieth  ward,  Ogden  stake — 26%. 
If  these  wards  will  select  any  four  of  the  books  in  the  list  published  in 
the  July  Era,  page  835,  the  books  will  be  forwarded  to  them  free  on  endorse- 
ment of  the  stake  superintendent. 

We  congratulate  the  winning  wards;  but  we  are  greatly  disappointed 
in  not  obtaining  more  reports.  We  are  confident  that  hundreds  of  wards, 
if  reported,  could  have  made  a  good  showing. 

Answers  to  Book  of  Mormon  Questions 

(June  Improvement  Era,  p.   748) 

Linda  S.  Fletcher,  285  3  Hemlock  Street,  Longview,  Washington,  was 
the  first  to  answer  correctly  the  questions  pertaining  to  Alma,  the  elder, 
and  is,  therefore,  entitled  to  one  year's  subscription  to  the  Improvement  Era, 
which  will  be  forwarded  to  her,  or  to  any  other  address  which  she  may 
designate  on  application.  Her  answers  and  the  questions  will  be  published  in 
the  September  number  of  the  Era. 

The    Book    of    Mormon 

This  year  marks  the  hundredth  anniversary  of  the  delivery  of  the 
sacred  plates  by  the  Angel  Moroni  to  Joseph  Smith,  and  in  no  better  way 
can  M.  I.  A.  members  commemorate  this  important  event  than  by  reading 
this  sacred  volume.  Every  encouragement  will  be  given  to  those  who  did 
not  finish  the  reading  the  past  year  to  do  so  in  the  coming  months.  Many 
will  enjoy  reading  the  book  again.  Credit  will  be  given  as  before  upon  the 
efficiency   report;    last  year's  reading,   however,   should  not  be  counted. 

The  list  of  books  published  in  the  July  Era,  1927,  p.  835,  is  recom- 
mended for  reading  during  the  year,   and  our  officers.  Standards  committees, 


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and  members,    are    requested    to   cooperate   in   selecting   from    them    the   most 
appropriate  books  for  their  organizations  and  homes. 

This  list  should  be  called  to  the  attention  of  libraries  in  the  various 
communities.  We  feel  sure  the  librarians  will  be  anxious  to  place  the  books 
upon  their  shelves.  Many  persons  will  also  wish  to  purchase  them  for  their 
home  libraries. 

The  June  "Speedometer" 

The  Jilne  number  of  The  Ensign  Speedometer,  volume  14,  number  1, 
has  recently  been  published  by  the  Young  Men's  Mutual  Improvement  As- 
sociation of  the  Ensign  stake.  This  spicy,  interesting,  four-page  periodical 
carries  the  slogan,  "Make  Ensign  Lead;"  and  the  motto,  "Let's  go  to 
Mutual;"  and  otherwise  shows  evidence  of  live-wire  activity  by  the  Y.  M. 
M.  I.  A.  officers  of  that  stake.  The  June  number  is  devoted  particularly 
to  their  stake  Fathers  and  Sons'  Outing  to  be  held,  in  Lamanite  setting, 
on  July  19  and  20,  at  Camp  Grant;  and  contains,  besides,  an  M.  I.  A. 
calendar,  and  current  news  items  from  the  various  ward  organizations. 

Important  Changes  in  M.  I.  A.  Schedule 

In  accordance  with  the  M.  I.  A.  Year-Round  Program,  the  regular 
weekly  meetings  of  the  ward  associations  throughout  the  Church  will 
commence  this  year  in  September,  instead  of  October.  The  opening  social 
is  scheduled  for  September  20,  and  all  class  work  is  expected  to  begin  the 
week  following,  and  last  until  April  5,  1928.  From  April  5  to  May  31 
class  work  is  not  provided  for,  but  regular  M.  I.  A.  meetings  will  be  held, 
devoted  to  group  participation  in  Mutual  activities,  especially  in  stimu- 
lating interest  and  preparation  for  contest  work  in  the1  stake,  district  and 
division,  and  for  the  grand  finals.  This  arrangement  will  provide  for  class 
work  only  up  to  April  5,  and  from  then  on  give  opportunity  for  contest 
work  and  other  activities,  so  that  the  activity  work  will  not  interfere 
with  the  class  work,  nor  the  class  work  with  the  activities. 


Fathers  and  Sons'  Outings — You  will  feel  a  real  thrill  of  joy  and 
worship  when  the  program  is  finished,  and  you  stand  in  the  pines,  by 
the  clear,  running  waters,  the  everlasting  hills  surrounding,  with  your 
sons  by  your  side,  the  stars  twinkling  above,  and  all  join  in  singing: 

"Good  night,  we  must  rest. 
God  keep  watch  o'er  us  all  through  the  night; 
We  shall  rise  with  the  morn. 
Good    night. 

"Day  is  done,  gone  the  sun 
From  the  hills,  from  the  woods,  from  the  sky. 
All  is  well,  safely  rest, 
God  is  nigh." 


Judge  Ben  B.  Lindsay  was  ousted  from  his  position  in  the  juvenile 
court  in  Denver,  July  1.  Last  winter  the  Colorado  supreme  court  ruled 
that  he  was  illegally  elected. 

The  French  ambassador,  M.  Herrick,  laid  the  proposed  treaty  with 
France  to  outlaw  war  before  Secretary  Kellog,  July  7,  1927.  He  was  assured 
that  the  proposal  would  be  given  the  most  careful  consideration. 

The  conference  on  limitation  of  naval  armaments,  convened,  at  the 
invitation  of  President  Coolidge,  at  Geneva,  June  20,  1927.  The  United 
States,  Great  Britain  and  Japan  were  represented  by  delegates,  and  France 
and    Italy   by    "observers." 

An  L.  D.  S.  chapel  is  to  be  erected  at  Ely,  Nevada,  to  cost  $50,000. 
The  excavation  for  the  foundations  has  already  commenced,  according  to 
a  report  by  Elder  Orson  F.  Whitney,  who  attended  conference  there  July 
9  and  10,  1927.  The  chapel  will  face  the  public  park  and  have  as  a 
neighbor  the  city  high  school,   in  the  most  desirable  part  of  town. 

The  wreckage  of  an  airplane  has  been  found  in  the  mouth  of  the 
Amazon  river,  according  to  a  dispatch,  June  20,  1927,  from  Rio  Janeiro. 
The  wreckage  consisted  of  a  raft  made  of  an  airplane  wing,  and  was  sup- 
posed to  reveal  the  fate  of  the  French  aviators,  Captain  St.  Roman  and  M. 
Mouneyres,  who  left  St.  Louis,  Senegal,  May  5,  for  Pernambuco,  Brazil. 

King  Ferdinand  of  Rumania,  the  last  of  the  Hohenzollern  family  to 
reign  in  a  Balkan  state,  died  early  July  20,  1927.  His  5 -year-old  grandson, 
Michael,  has  been  proclaimed  king  under  the  regency  of  his  uncle,  Prince 
Nicholas,  archbishop  of  Rumania  and  Chief  Justice  of  the  Supreme  Court. 
It  is  predicted  that  the  death  of  the  King  opens  an  era  of  political  trouble 
for  the  country. 

Senator  Reed  Smoot  arrived  home  on  July  5,  coming  west  in  response 
to  an  invitation  to  visit  President  Coolidge  at  his  summer  residence  in  North 
Dakota.  The  Senator  did  not  think  politics  would  be  discussed,  but  that 
the  visit  would  be  merely  a  social  one.  Improvement  in  the  conditions  of  the 
health  of  Mrs.  Smoot,  the  Senator  said,  made  it  possible  for  him  to  make 
the  western  trip  at  this  time.     A  special  session  of  Congress  was  discussed. 

Henry  Ford  retreats  in  the  battle  against  the  Jews,  according  to  a  copy- 
righted article  in  the  New  York  American,  July  7,  which  states  that  he  has 
ordered  the  Dearborn  Independent  to  discontinue  all  articles  hostile  to  the 
Jewish  people.  Mr.  Ford  has,  it  seems,  become  "fully  aware  of  the  virtues  of 
the  Jewish  people  as  a  whole,  of  what  they  and  their  ancestors  have  done 
for  civilization  and  for  mankind  *  *  *  their  benevolence  and  their 
unselfish  interest  in  the  public  welfare." 

The  second  conference  of  the  Institute  of  Pacific  Relations  opened  July 
15,  1927,  at  Honolulu,  for  the  purpose  of  discussing  unofficially  matters  of 
interest  to  the  countries  bordering  on  the  Pacific  ocean.  Delegates  from  the 
United  States,  Great  Britain,  Japan.  China,  Australia  and  some  smaller 
countries  were  in  attendance.  Such  questions  as  resources  of  the  countries, 
their  aspirations,  race  migrations,  communications,  etc.,  are  on  the  program. 
The  first  conference  was  held  two  years  ago. 

The  Granite  Stake  of  Zion  has  an  employment  bureau.  During  June 
174  person  were  given  work.  The  organization  comprises  each  ward  in 
the   stake,    with    a    local   committee    in    each   and    a    central    organization,    to 


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which  all  having  work  to  be  done  are  expected  to  give  notice,  and  to 
which  those  desiring  work  may  apply.  No  charges  are  made  for  the 
service.  The  stake  people  are  in  this  way  looking  after  the  welfare  of  those 
who  are  unemployed,  and  much  good  is  accomplished  through  the  organ- 
ization. 

Cigarette  smoking  caused  the  death  of  six  persons,  July  8,  192/V, 
at  Vancouver,  B.  C,  when  the  seven-story  Royal  Alexandra  apartment  house 
was  partly  destroyed  by  fire.  The  supposition  is  that  a  painter,  who  was 
working  in  a  vacant  suite  on  the  fourth  floor  and  smoking,  dropped  sparks 
which  ignited  a  can  of  liquid  with  which  he  was  removing  the  paint  from 
the  floor  of  the  corridor.  It  was  he  that  turned  in  the  alarm.  He  told  the 
police  that  the  flames  suddenly  enveloped  the  hallway  and  drove  him  to 
seek  safety  in  flight. 

The  No-Tobacco  League  of  America  will  hold  its  twelfth  annual  con- 
vention at  Winona  Lake,  Indiana,  August  15  and  16.  The  organization, 
which  is  national,  is  devoted  to  a  thorough  study  of  the  tobacco  problem, 
with  the  purpose  of  finding  a  sane,  practical  solution  of  it.  Its  work  is 
practically  one  of  education.  Its  motto  is,  "Let  us  keep  the  young  folks 
clean  from  the  blight  of  nicotine;  let  us  teach  the  youth  the  truth  about 
tobacco."  Write  to  Charles  M.  Fillmore,  general  secretary,  The  No-Tobacco 
League  of  America,  821  Occidental  Building,  Indianapolis,  Ind.,  for  further 
information. 

Disastrous  cloudbursts  and  floods  were  reported,  June  28,  1927,  from 
Price,  Carbon  Co.,  Utah.  More  than  a  dozen  homes  were  wrecked,  railroad 
and  automobile  travel  was  paralyzed  for  twenty-four  hours,  and  mines  and 
pipe  lines  were  damaged,  according  to  a  check  made  today  of  the  toll  taken  in 
Carbon  county  Monday  night  and  Tuesday  by  cloudbursts  and  floods.  The 
Denver  &  Rio  Grande  Western  railroad  suffered  damage  to  its  main  and 
branch  lines  running  into  the  thousands  of  dollars  and  will  require  from  one 
day  to  two  weeks  to  repair. 

The  pope  speaks.  In  an  allocation,  June  20,  1927,  Pope  Pius  XI 
intimates  that  he  may  excommunicate  the  French  Catholics  who  support 
Leon  Daudet,  French  Royalist,  who  has  been  attacking  the  Vatican.  Con- 
cerning Mexico,  the  pope  eulogizes  the  stand  taken  by  the  clergy,  and  scores 
the  "rulers"  generally  for  not  rendering  their  countries  "immune  from  the 
danger  of  the  public  and  secret  circulation  of  subversive  theories  of  all  kinds 
which  filter  like  poison  through  the  nations." 

A  new  stake  was  organized  at  a  conference  held  in  Oakland,  Cal.,  July 
10,  1927.  President  Rudger  Clawson,  Elder  George  Albert  Smith,  of  the 
Council  of  the  Twelve,  and  President  Jos.  W.  McMurrin,  of  the  California 
mission,  were  in  attendance.  The  new  stake  will  be  known  as  the  San 
Francisco  stake.  Elder  Wallace  Aird  McDonald  was  chosen  president,  with 
John  Edward  Johnson  and  Clyde  W.  Lindsay  as  counselors.  President 
McMurrin  says  there  are  now  11,000  members  in  the  California  stakes; 
4,000  in  the  new  stake  and  7,000  in  the  two  Los  Angeles  stakes. 

Utah  is  well  represented  at  the  Nevada  Transcontinental  Highways  expo- 
sition, at  Reno,  Nevada.  The  exhibit  is  located  in  the  south  portion  of  the 
automotive  palace,  and  the  exhibitors  include  the  agricultural  and  horticul- 
tural departments  of  the  state;  the  Utah  mental  hospital;  the  Utah  industrial 
school  and  some  fifty-six  individual  exhibitors.  Over  the  entrance  to  the 
space  is  a  huge  electrically  lighted  arch,  at  the  top  of  which  is  the  great  seal 
of  the  state,  done  in  gold,  the  seal  standing  out  in  relief.  The  beehive, 
typical  of  industry  and  the  state's  greatest  advertising  asset,  has  a  prominent 
place. 

The  Kilauea  volcano  in  Hawaii  awoke  to  activity,  July  7 ,  and  poured 
streams  of  lava  from  its  crater.  The  earth  trembled,  fountains  of  fire  played 
upon  the  slopes  of  the  mountain,  and  three  rivers  of  molten  lava  ran  from 


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the  fire  pit,  forming  a  blazing  lake  miles  across.  Warning  of  the  im- 
pending eruption  was  registered  by  the  seismograph  of  the  observatory  at 
the  crater  rim,  which  recorded  four  slight  tremors  of  the  earth  two  hours 
preceding  midnight.  An  earthquake  at  Hilo,  thirty  miles  from  the  volcano, 
awoke  few  residents  at  3:21  a.  m.,  and  they  gazed  upon  a  beautiful  but  awe- 
inspiring  sight. 

John  Drew,  "the  dean  of  actors,"  died  at  a  hospital  in  San  Francisco, 
on  July  9,  1927,  after  39  days  of  illness  of  arthritis,  rheumatic  fever  and 
septic  poisons.  Brief,  simple  services  were  held  in  the  secluded  little  Cypress 
Lawn  crematory  chapter  a  few  hours  after  Mr.  Drew's  death,  because  it 
was  explained  that  Mrs.  Louise  Devereaux,  the  actor's  daughter,  was  on  the 
verge  of  collapse  after  her  long  vigil  at  the  bedside  of  her  father.  The 
services  were  attended  only  by  the  three  relatives  who  were  with  Mr. 
Drew  when  death  came,  Mrs.  Devereaux,  her  husband,  Jack  Devereaux,  and 
John  Barrymore  of  Hollywood,  the  actor's  nephew. 

High  wind  caused  considerable  damage  in  Gila  Bend,  Ariz.,  and  other 
places  in  that  state  on  July  7,  1927.  A  Catholic  .church  was  literally  picked 
up  by  the  wind.  It  was  hurled  across  the  street  and  deposited  in  the  front 
yard  of  a  residence.  The  edifice,  of  fairly  light  construction,  had  stood  in 
Gila  Bend  for  several  years.  Rains,  almost  torrential  in  violence,  accompanied 
by  the  extremely  high  winds  and  electrical  disturbances,  swept  the  central 
portion  of  the  state,  and  apparently  extended  across  the  entire  state.  Property 
damage  is  estimated  at  thousands  of  dollars.  The  water  users'  power  system, 
leading  to  Phoenix  from  Roosevelt,  Horse  Mesa  and  Mormon  Flat  dams,  was 
demoralized  by  the  worst  storm  in  Arizona  for  years. 

A  severe  earthquake  affecting  Palestine  and  Transjordania  was  reported 
from  Jerusalem,  July  11,  1927.  Twenty-six  persons  were  killed  and  thirty 
injured  in  the  Jerusalem  district.  The  Hebrew  university  was  considerably 
damaged.  Part  of  the  roof  collapsed.  Falling  houses  killed  four  children  on 
the  Mount  of  Olives  and  five  women  at  Ain  Karim,  the  birthplace  of  John 
the  Baptist,  according  to  tradition.  It  is  feared  that  the  famous  ruins 
of  Gerasa  (Jerash)  may  have  suffered.  In  the  fourth  century  Gerasa  was 
considered  one  of  the  largest  towns  in  Arabia.  Private  reports  state  that  the 
famous  Church  of  the  Sepulchre  was  damaged.  After  the  quake  the  streets 
of  Jerusalem  were  filled  with  excited  crowds,  who  refused  to  reenter  their 
homes.  The  postoffice  was  besieged  with  people  telegraphing  friends  and 
awaiting  news. 

One  hundred  and  fifty  persons  perished  on  July  9.  1927,  in  a  rainstorm 
flood,  which  swept  a  number  of  towns  and  villages  in  Saxony,  Germany,  and 
caused  damage  to  property  estimated  at  12,000,000  marks.  The  stricken 
areas  include  two  valleys  in  the  favorite  tourist  district  along  the  Elbe  and  its 
tributaries,  the  Mueglitz  and  Gottleuba  rivers,  in  the  so-called  Saxon  Alps, 
with  Pirma,  well  known  to  American  tourists,  as  a  center  and  including 
Glashuette,  the  center  of  the  celebrated  German  watch  industry  where  a 
400-year-old  stone  bridge,  the  pride  of  the  city,  was  washed  away. 
Rail  traffic  was  completely  paralyzed  throughout  the  area  and  telephone  com- 
munication was  reestablished  only  with  great  difficulty.  The  disaster  came 
so  swiftly  it  was  impossible  for  many  of  the  victims  to  take  refuge  on  their 
housetops  or  to  find  other  means  of  escape. 

Commander  Richard  E.  Byrd  and  crew  left  Roosevelt  Field,  New  York. 
June  29,  1927,  at  5:24  a.  m.,  eastern  daylight  time,  in  the  three-motored 
monoplane  America,  for  Paris,  France.  He  was  accompanied  by  Bert  Acosta. 
flight  pilot;  George  Norville,  flight  engineer,  and  Bernt  Balchen,  passenger 
and  relief  man.  On  July  1,  it  was  learned  that  the  America  had  been  forced 
down  and  was  wrecked  at  5:45  a.  m.,  French  time,  at  Ver-sur-Mer,  a  seaside 
resort,  175  miles  west  of  Paris  and  about  30  miles  from  Havre.  The  fliers 
were  reported  safe.  According  to  the  figures  published,  Commander  Byrd 
made  3.812  miles  from  New  York  to  Ver-sur-Mer  in  42  hours,  or  according 


93  6  IMPROVEMENT   ERA 

to  another  calculation,  43  hours,  21  minutes.  Chamberlin  and  Levine  were 
also  in  the  air  about  42  hours.  They  covered  approximately  3,790  miles. 
Lindbergh  covered  3,610  miles  in  3  3  hours  and  29  minutes. 

Hial  Bradford  Hales  died  in  the  hospital  at  Lehi,  Utah,  May  7,  1927. 
He  was  a  son  of  George  G.  and  Tryphena  Bradford  Hales;  born  October 
8,  1869.  He  has  been  a  prominent  member  of  the  Church,  and  has  been  an 
active  worker  in  the  various  parts  of  the  State  in  which  he  has  lived.  He  la- 
bored as  a  missionary  in  New  Zealand  for  nearly  four  years.  He  has  been 
a  constant  reader  of  the  Improvement  Era  from  the  beginning;  and  has  given, 
from  time  to  time,  yearly  subscriptions  to  the  magazine  to  his  friends.  During 
the  last  four  years  he  resided  in  Windsor  ward,  Alpine  stake.  His  services 
to  the  Church  will  stand  as  a  monument  to  his  memory.  He  is  survived  by 
his  wife,  Mary  Brown  Hales,  formerly  of  Provo,  and  the  following  children: 
Mrs.  Nida  Bradley,  of  Sparks,  Nevada;  H.  Brown,  Reed  B.,  Kona  Mae,  Leo 
P.,  Thora  and  Don  G.  Hales,  of  Windsor  ward,  Orem,  Utah. 

Mabel  Mayer,  a  Latter-day  Saint  girl  of  15,  of  the  Elmhurst  branch. 
San  Francisco  district,  was  killed  in  a  most  cruel  and  tragic  manner,  neai 
her  home  in  Oakland,  on  the  night  of  Saturday,  July  2,  1927.  She  had 
been  visiting  at  the  home  of  her  uncle,  Chris.  A.  Mayer,  where  her  mother 
was  caring  for  an  infant  child.  After  telephoning  to  her  father,  John  E. 
Mayer,  that  she  was  leaving  for  home,  she  boarded  the  car  as  usual.  No 
more  was  heard  of  her  until  her  mutilated  and  beaten  body  was  found  by 
two  workmen  laboring  in  a  yard  behind  a  deserted  house.  The  murderer 
has  not  yet  been  apprehended.  Miss  Mayer  is  reported  to  have  been  of  the 
very  highest  moral  character;  and  had  not  missed  attendance  at  Sunday  school 
in  the  Elmhurst  branch  for  five  years.  Funeral  services  were  held  in  Oak- 
land. California,  and  the  remains  interred  in  the  Evergreen  cemetery. — Bob 
Allen.  San  Francisco  District,  Calif. 

Off  for  Honolulu.  Lieutenants  Lester  J.  Maitland  and  Albert  Hegen- 
berger  left  Municipal  Airport,  Oakland,  Cal.,  June  28,  1927,  at  7:09  a.  m., 
for  Honolulu.  At  10:45  p.  m.  the  Federal  Telegraph  Co.,  Portland,  Ore., 
learned  by  radio  that  the  plane  had  been  sighted  900  miles  southeast  of 
Honolulu.  The  message  was  tffmed  at  9  p.  m.  Pacific  coast  time.  The 
expected  air  race  to  the  Hawaiian  Islands  failed  to  materialize  when  Ernest 
Smith,  piloting  a  civilian  plane,  was  forced  to  return  to  the  airport  after 
having  taken  off  more  than  two  hours  later  than  the  Fokker  machine.  The 
air  deflector  on  Smith's  plane  was  damaged  and,  before  a  new  one  could  be 
fixed,  the  navigator,  Charles  Carter,  decided  it  was  too  late  to  start,  as  the 
army  plane  had  almost  five  hours'  lead.  Lieutenants  Maitland  and  Hegen- 
berger  arrived  in  Honolulu  at  8:59  a.  m.,  June  29,  Pacific  time,  having 
finished  their  journey  over  the  water,  of  2,400  miles,  in  25  hours  and 
50  minutes. 

Mrs.  Eliza  Porter  Clark  died  at  her  home  in  Farmington,  on  Sunday. 
June  12,  1927.  She  was  born  in  Porterville,  Morgan  county,  October  22, 
1862,  the  daughter  of  Alma  and  Minerva  Deuel  Pofter.  She  was  married 
to  Hyrum  D.  Clark,  in  1880,  and  soon  after  their  marriage  they  went  to 
Georgetown,  Jdaho,  then  in  1888  to  Oakley,  Idaho;  later  to  Star  Valley, 
Wyoming,  where  they  resided  for  twenty  years,  and  where  Mrs.  Clark  was 
president  of  the  Primary  and  Relief  Society,  respectively;  and  in  1908  the 
family  moved  to  Farmington,  which  has  since  been  their  home.  She  was 
the  mother  of  thirteen  children,  six  boys  and  seven  girls,  twelve  of  whom 
are  still  living,  with  forty-two  grandchildren  living.  Her  four  eldest  sons 
have  been  -on  missions  and  all  have  been  useful  in  Church  activities.  Mrs. 
Clark  was  an  active  Church  worker  and  the  president  of  the  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A. 
and  Genealogical  Society,  at  Farmington,  also  a  constant  temple  worker. 
She  was  of  a  sweet  and  sunny  disposition  and  helped  many  down-hearted  and 
discouraged  people. — Herbert  D.  Clark. 


The  Era  is  a  great  help  in  interesting  persons  who  do  not  readily  read 
teligious  pamphlets.  There  is  so  much  gospel  preached  through  its  pages, 
and  so  much  to  interest  one  in  Utah  itself,  that  we  feel  a  great  good 
is  accomplished  in  passing  it  out  to  our  friends  and  investigators.  We  enjoy 
it  more  and  more,  as  we  are  away  from  home  longer.  The  missionary  work 
in  Pacific  Grove  is  progressing  nicely.  We  are  making  plans  for  building 
a  chapel;  and  have  had  two  baptisms  recently. — Ruth  Ellsworth,  Pacific 
Grove,  California. 


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CONTENTS 

Superintcndency  and  General  Board  Y.  M.  M.  I.  A.  Frontispiece 

"What    Hath   God   Wrought!"      A   Poem    Orson  F.  Whitney  _  847 

Latter-day    Saints    Ideals   and    Institutions    Orson  F.  Whitney  .  849 

Summer.       A    Poem    Grace    Ingles    Frost  863 

Temples    of    God    Bryant    S.    Hinck'.eu  864 

The  Glacier.      A   Poem  Joseph  Longking  Townsend..  868 

Chivalry  John   F.    Bowman  86V 

A   Man   Among  Men  .  Richard  R.  l.yman  872 

Winners  in  the  M.  I.  A.  Final  Contest.  Illustrated  .  .  877 

God    the    Artist     _ Raymond  F.  Peterson  .  .  887 

Immortality.      A  Poem  Grace  Ingles  Frost  889 

Ted's  Race  for  Life.      A   Story  Carter  E.  Grant  .  890 

The  Day  is  done.      A   Poem     Beatrice  Williams  899 

Building   on   the   Beginnings   in   Irrigation   Jerald  E.  Christiansen  900 

"Old  Faithful"   Geyser.      A  Poem  Christen  Hansen  903 

Westerners  in   Action.      Illustrated   904 

Clam  Fishing.      Illustrated  ....Alice  B.  Palmer  ... __  908 

A    Wonderful    Snowstorm  Joseph  C.   Bentley  910 

A    Monument    Dedicated    to    the    Honored    Dead. 

Illustrated Frank  Beckwith  911 

The    First    Step    913 

Messages   from    the   Missions.      Illustrated      .  — — .915 

Work    Around    Home    ._ '. J.  C.  Hogenson  922 

Editors'  Table — Reflections  924 

Priesthood   Quorums   ._ 926 

Mutual   Work       ._. 928 

Passing    Events    933 


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Brigham  Young  University 

Announces  the  beginning  of  its  fifty-second  academic  year 

Monday,  September  12,  1927 

Graduate  and  undergraduate  work  is  offered  in  the  departments 
of  the  following  colleges: 

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College  of  Education 

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courses  may  be  had  by  addressing: 

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HUMOROUS    HINTS 

A  hick  town  is  a  place  where  all  the  billboards  are  found. — Perrins. 

*  *      * 

Soda  Clerk   (to  flapper  with  dumb  partner)  :     "Is  it  a  Nut  Sundae?" 
She:     "No,  every  day  of  the  week." 

*  *      * 

Just  this  morning  an  inspector  from  the  city  came  into  my  place  and  wanted  to 
know  if  I  had  any  dumb  waiters. 

"Certainly,"  I  told  him,  "they're  all  dumb!" 

"One  of  my  regular  customers  came  in  for  breakfast  and  he  said  to  the  waiter: 
Give  me  a  cup  of  coffee  without  cream.'     And  do  you  know  what  that  dumb  waiter 
said?     Well,  it  was  this: 

'  'We  have  no  cream.     You'll  have  to  take  it  without  milk." 

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Serving  Utah 

To  be  of  the  greatest  possible  service  to  the  citizens  who 
support  it  is  the  aim  of 

The  University  of  Utah 

Here  the  youth  of  the  State  is  offered  splendid  op- 
portunities to  prepare  for  leadership  in  the  professions. 
The  curriculum  is  broad,  covering  a  wide  variety  of 
fields. 

The  University  of  Utah  is  well  known  for  its  high 
standards  of  entrance,  scholarship  and  graduation.  It 
is  catering  only  to  serious-minded  students  ready  and 
eager  to  work. 

SCHEDULE  OF  REGISTRATION 

Thursday,  September  22— Registration  Day   for  Freshman; 
Friday,  September  23  and  Saturday,  September  24— Special 

instruction  for  Freshmen; 
Monday,  September  26— Registration  for  all  other  students; 
Tuesday,  September  27 — Instruction  begins. 

Make  your  plans  now  to  join  one  of  the  following  Schools 
of  the  University 

School  of  Arts  and  Sciences  School  of  Medicine 

School  of  Education  School  of  Law 

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Soph — Pass  the  goat. 

Freshie — The  what?  . 

Soph — Why,  the  butter,  of  course. — D.  C.  R. 

*  *      * 

"Is  the  Judge  a  Doctor?" 

"No,  why?" 

"I  just  heard  he  gave  a  man  his  hearing  today." — Pectins. 

*  *      * 

"Young  Eagle'  Lindbergh  went  up  10,000  feet  trying  to  get  above  the  sleet 
storm  in  his  record  flight,  New  York  to  Paris.  Whereby  the  Minnesota  boy  busted 
another  old  saw — '"that  high  flying  does  not  pay." 

*     *     * 

Jim  Bartlett  was  a  right  gay  young  sap, 

He  drove  a  flivver  with  a  girl  in  his  lap. 

His  arms  he  kept  around  her,  mile  after  mile — 

Now  they've  both  gone  where  wings  are  the  style. — D.  C.  R. 


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If  you  are  not  specifically  trained  for  some  type  of  useful  employ- 
ment it  will  not  be  long  before  the  world  will  point  its  finger 
at  you  and  call  you  a  failure. 

Ours  is  a  school  of  opportunity.  Here  you  have  a  chance  to  do 
the  best  you  can,  independently  of  what  anybody  else  may  do. 

EVERY  MONDAY  we  open  the  doors  of  opportunity — when  shall 
we  have  the  privilege  of  welcoming  you? 


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Never  kick  a  live  wire  when  it  is  down. 

*  *     * 

"When  I  get  new  hose,"  said  the  flapper,  "I  always  put  my  foot  in  it." — Perrins. 

*      *      * 
It  is  the  easiest  thing  in  the  world  for  a  man  to  keep  his  troubles  to  himself  if  he 
has  none. 

*  *     * 

Some  folks  get  a  good  aim  in  life  but  the  most  of  them  don't  know  enough  to 
pull  the  trigger. 

*  *     * 

Young  Man  (to  little  girl)  :     "How  does  your  big  sister  like  the  ring  I  gave  her?" 
Little  Girl:     "Oh,  she  likes  it,  but  it's  a  little  too  small." 
Young  Man:     "Surely  not." 

Little  Girl:      "Yes,   'cause  she  can't  slip  it  off  quick  enough  when  she  sees  the 
other  fellow  coming." — M.  Y.  S. 


"For  a  Long  Time  I  Was  Skeptical — 
Now,  I  Am  Entirely  Convinced. " 

The  Presiding  Elder  of  the  Missionary  Home,  Mr.  LeRoi  C.  Snow,  Salt 
Lake  City,  recommends  Fleischmann's  Yeast  for  Health  very  highly,  and  has 
written  as  follows: 

"For  a  long  time  I  was  very  skeptical  about  beneficial  results  from  the 
eating  of  yeast.  My  work  brings  me  in  contact  with  a^  great  many  troubles 
arising  from  constipation.  I  wondered  if  the  seemingly  extravagant  statements 
made  about  the  use  of  Fleischmann's1  Yeast  might  really  be  true  and  decided 
to  try  it  out  myself. 

"I  was  rather  slow  in  admitting  that  beneficial  results  do  follow  im- 
mediately the  eating  of  these  yeast  cakes.  During  the  past  six  months  I 
have  given  Fleischmann's  Yeast  a  thorough  trial  and  I  am  entirely  convinced 
that  sour  stomach  and  constipation  tire  easily  overcome  by  its  use." 

Fleischmann's  Yeast  is  not  a  medicine  in  any  sense — just  a  simple  fresh 
food  that  brings  health  in  a  natural  way.  It  banishes  constipation,  relieves 
indigestion,  clears  the  skin  and  generally  tones  up  the  body.  Eat  it  regularly 
before  meals  for  your  own  health — three  cakes  a  day.  Eat  it  plain,  breaking 
it  into  small  pieces,  in  cold  or  hot  (not  scalding)  water  or  any  other  way 
you  prefer. 

FLEISCHMANN'S  YEAST 

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